Bài hát Upon The Me Oh My Báo Lỗi

The decks were stacked

The wind blew low, the wind blew high

The stakes were low, the stakes were high

Upon the My-O-My

Hands low, hands high,

Ho-ho-ho, hi-hi-hi

Hands low, hands high

Upon the My-O-My


How was I to know she was so shy?

Upon the My-O-My

Across the light, across the night

You can hear the Captain's cry

Hands low, hands high

Upon the My-O-My

Got to make her roll, got to make her fly

Upon the My-O-My


Now tell me, good Captain,

How does it feel

To be driven away from your own steering wheel

Upon the My-O-My . . .