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High and Dry
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Ca sĩ: Kenny Chesney
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Last night, I think, I put that home fire out,
Came in late to a cold dark house.
I guess she thinks she got me good this time.
She took all of hers, and most of mine.
 
She left me high, but I ain't dry,
Well, I've got beer and tears to cry.
Well I should be feelin' low,
Up that creek that we all know.
That woman left me high, but I ain't dry.
 
Say bar tender fill `er up again.
Let's us keep me in the shape I'm in.
And if I can't get her memory to drown,
Well, I'll take it for a swim all over town.
 
She left me high, but I ain't dry,
Well, I've got beer and tears to cry.
Well I should be feelin' low,
Up that creek that we all know.
That woman left me high, but I ain't dry.
 
Hell, I should be feelin' low,
Up that creek that we all know.
Yeah, that woman left me high, but I ain't dry.