Gordon Lightfoot — High and Dry

[Verse 1] With ladylike devotion, she sails the bitter ocean If it wasn't for lovesick sailors There'd be nothin' left but flotsam [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] Her sails below like bubbles While you sip your daily doubles If she wasn't so fond of the weather She might give the deckhands trouble [Chorus] 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 [Verse 3] One day when I grew older I found I could not hold her She took on a fine young skipper Who soon ran her up on a boulder [Chorus] 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 [Verse 4] 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 [Chorus] 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