Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane (American Idol Performance)

Thirty miles on the Stream I hear the South wind moan*
The bridges getting lower, boats coming home
The old man down in the Quarter slowly his head
Takes a sip from his whiskey bottle and is what he said
I was in the rain on the Pontchartrain
the Louisiana Moon
I don't mind the strain of a
They come around every
High black water, a daughter
She's hard, she's cold, and she's
But taught her it takes a lot of water
To away New Orleans
Man came down from Chicago, he gonna set that levee
He says, "It needs to be at least three higher,
it won't make it the night"
But the old man in the Quarter,
He said you listen to that boy
The water be by the morning,
And he'll be back to
I was in the rain on the Pontchartrain
Underneath the Moon
I mind the strain of a hurricane
They around every June
High black water, a devil's
She's hard, she's cold, and mean
But nobody her it takes a lot of water
To away New Orleans

Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the wind moan
getting lower, shrimp boats coming home
The old man in the Quarter slowly turns his head
a drink from his whiskey bottle and this is what he said
I was born in the on the Pontchartrain
Underneath the Louisiana
I don't mind the of a hurricane
They come around every
black water, a devil's daughter
She's hard, she's cold, and she's
But nobody taught her it takes a lot of
To wash away New
I was born in the rain on the
Underneath the Louisiana
I mind the strain of a hurricane
They come every June
black 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