Luyện nghe bài hát Hurricane (American Idol Performance)

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

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