Lyric High And Dry

With a lady-like devotion
She sails the bitter ocean
If it wasn t for lovesick sailors
There d 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 you re 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 wasn t 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 you re 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 you re lyin high and dry
I hope you find your way back home
Before you die

Now the pleasures of the harbor
Don t include a lady barber
If it wasn t for Long John Silver
All of us pirates would ve been martyrs
Singin why me oh my
Is there a better man than I
I hope you find your way back home
Before you re lyin high and dry
I hope you find your way back home
Before you re lyin high and dry
I hope you find your way back home
Before you die