Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane

Thirty on the Gulf Stream
I hear the south wind
The getting lower
Shrimp boats home

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

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

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

Man down from Chicago
He gonna set levee right
He says, It needs to be at least three higher
It make 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 he'll be to Illinois

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

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

Thirty miles on the Stream
I hear the wind moan
getting lower
Shrimp coming home

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

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

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

I was born in the on the Pontchartrain
Underneath the Moon
I don't mind the of a hurricane
They come around June

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