Luyện nghe bài hát Big Smoke

Del Barber (composer and album: Praireography, 2014)

by the city lights
No one can see you
been so long since you've seen the prairie stars
You're not you can recall them
But there is something for you to find
You may have found it and lost it now

We to fly through the woods
On the backs of quarter
Pickin' bouquets for our sister and our mother
We felt men but we were boys
Too young to
we were as free as fire

And you're lost out in the Big
Lookin' for a way
are no straight paths
There's no way

Brother do you
That one September morning we were shooting
With .22 without a worry or a warning
You pulled the trigger and dropped that deer
And you at me with tears in your eyes

And I never in a years
that you'd make that shot
And I picture you tonight, with your still on something so far off
you are I hope you're being careful
About the you think you want

And you're lost out in the Big
a fire of your own
There are no straight
no easy way

(Last year, father and son produced 12,000 bussels. Under the Crow, they thirteen cents a bussel to ship it to Vancouver: $1560. Within four years they'll likely be paying twice as much and within a decade maybe five times as much. "If the price of grain would increase, I suppose a guy wouldn't feel it quite so badly; but on the horizon we don't see it, an increase." "Supposing they, ah, say that a few towns down the road - that grain should be here. There goes our elevator and I would think that 20% of the taxes in this town come from the elevators.)

The sky is hazy
It's up with grain dust
And it could be in a year the finally gets the best of us
But our are fed and the bins are full
hoping to see you before the snow

You're out in the Big Smoke
Without a of your own
There are no straight
no easy way

You're lost out in the Big
Without a fire of own
There are no paths
no easy way