Letra High & Dry de Gordon Lightfoot original
With a lady-like devotion
She sails the bitter ocean
If it wasnt for lovesick sailors
Thered be nothin left but flotsam
Singin why me oh my
Is there a better man than i
I hope you find your way back home
Before youre lyin high and dry
I hope you find your way back home
Before you die
Her sails blow like bubbles
While ya sip yer daily doubles
If she wasnt so fond of the weather
She might give the deckhands trouble
Singin why me oh my
Is there a better man than i
I hope you find your way back home
Before youre lyin high and dry
I hope you find your way back home
Before you die
One day when I grew older
And I found I could not hold her
She took on a fine young skipper
Who soon run her up on a boulder
Singin why me oh my
Is there a better man than i
I hope you find your way back home
Before youre lyin high and dry
I hope you find your way back home
Before you die
Now the pleasures of the harbor
Dont include a lady barber
If it wasnt for long john silver
All of us pirates wouldve been martyrs
Singin why me oh my
Is there a better man than i
I hope you find your way back home
Before youre lyin high and dry
I hope you find your way back home
Before youre lyin high and dry
I hope you find your way back home
Before you die