Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of The Snow Leopard & The Tanqueray Cowboy

"Comfort me", she, "With your conversation
With the and the candlelight in your eyes"
It's funny how we hunger for some
And else that, that money just won't buy

Men have lied, many good girls have astray
to hear the gypsy
Play one lilting cowboy tune
And as the run dry and the mountains blow away
They of lovers and how they lay
Beneath this crazy frontier

I no golden boy, I ain't no Grecian dancer
And I no loudmouthed cowboy from the West
I'm not the of man with all the answers
But I surely know the that suit me best

But lately I've had something on my
It's growing stronger all the
Calling out when I'm
But I'm a poet and I'm bound to walk the
the real and the sublime
And give the muses their own

It's a penny for your thoughts, a dollar for you kisses
a running tab on the time
'Cause what I've got the most of is she misses
The clock is hers, the is mine

But I'm her lover, not a man bent on
out here on the fringe o
Of my native
Counting the days the sun shone across her head
Lying on the banks of the edge
Kicking up some Texas sand

"Comfort me", she, "With your conversation
With the cocktails and the candlelight in eyes"
It's funny how we hunger for some
And everything that, that money just won't buy
And everything else that, that money won't buy
And everything that, that money just won't