Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Thirty miles on the Gulf
I the south wind moan
The bridges getting
Shrimp boats home

The old man down in the
turns his head
Takes a sip from his bottle
And this is what he

I was in the rain on the Pontchartrain
Underneath the Louisiana
I mind the strain of a hurricane
They around every June

High water, a devil's daughter
She's hard, she's and she's mean
But nobody her it takes a lot of water
To away New Orleans

Man came down from
He gonna set that levee
He says, It to be at least three feet higher
It won't it through the night

But the old man in the Quarter
He said don't you to that boy
The be down by the morning
And be back to Illinois

I was in the rain on the Pontchartrain
Underneath the Louisiana
I don't mind the of a hurricane
They around every June

High black water, a daughter
She's hard, she's cold and she's
But nobody her it takes a lot of water
To away New Orleans

Thirty miles on the Gulf
I the South wind moan
Bridges lower
Shrimp coming home

The old man down in the
Slowly his head
a drink from his whiskey bottle
And is what he said

I was born in the rain on the
Underneath the Moon
I mind the strain of a hurricane
come around every June

High black water, a devil's
She's hard, she's cold and she's
But nobody taught her it takes a lot of
To wash New Orleans

I was in the rain on the Pontchartrain
the Louisiana Moon
I don't mind the strain of a
They come every June

High black water, a devil's
She's hard, she's and she's mean
But nobody taught her it a lot of water
To away New Orleans