Luyện nghe bài hát American Triangle

Seen him in his backyard
boy just starting out
So history in this landscape
So much confusion, so doubt

Been drinking on that front porch
kids, mean and dumb
Looks like a painting, that blue
God fags where we come from

'Western skies' don't it right
'Home of the don't make no sense
I've a scarecrow wrapped in wire
to die on a high ridge fence

It's a cold, cold
a cold, cold wind
It's a cold wind blowing,

See two coyotes run down a
what we don't understand
You pioneers give us your
But your blood that stains their hands

Somewhere that road up ahead
To and innocence
Three lives on different winds
Two lives ruined, one spent