Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of The Absent Mare

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Say a prayer for the cowboy, his mare's run
And he'll 'til he finds her, his darling, his stray
But the river's in and the roads are awash
And the bridges break up in the panic of

And there's to follow, there's nowhere to go
She's like the summer, gone like the snow
And the crickets are breaking his with their song
As the day caves in and the is all wrong

Did he dream, was it she who galloping past?
And bent down the fern, open the grass
And printed the mud the iron and the gold
he nailed to her feet when he was the lord

And although she goes grazing a minute
He tracks her all night, he her all day
Oh, to her presence, except to compare
His injury with her punishment there

Then at on a branch, in the highest tree
A sings out, so suddenly
Ah, the sun is warm and the winds ride
On the willow trees by the side

Oh, the is sweet, the world is wide
And she's where the light and the darkness divide
And the steam's off her, she's huge and she's shy
And she steps on the moon she paws at the sky

And she comes to his hand but she's not tame
She longs to be lost, he for the same
And she'll bolt and she'll plunge through the first pass
To roll and to feed in the sweet grass

Or make a break for the high plateau
Where there's nothing above and there's nothing
And it's time for the burden, it's for the whip
she walk through the flame? Can he shoot from the hip?

So he himself to the galloping mare
And she binds herself to the rider
And is no space but there's left and right
And there is no time but day and night

And he leans on her and he whispers low
"Whither goest,I will go"
And turn as one and they head for the plain
No need for the whip, ah, no for the rein

Now the clasp of this union, who fastens it
Who snaps it asunder the next night?
Some say the rider, some say the
Or that love's the smoke, beyond all repair

But my darling says, "Leonard, let it go by
That old silhouette on the Western sky
So I pick out a tune and they move along
And they're gone like the
And they're gone like this