Luyện nghe bài hát Big Smoke

Del Barber (composer and album: Praireography, 2014)

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

We used to fly through the
On the backs of horses
Pickin' bouquets for our sister and our mother
We like men but we were boys
Too young to
That we were as free as

And lost out in the Big Smoke
for a way home
There are no straight
no easy way

Brother do you
That one September we were shooting cans
With Dad's .22 a worry or a warning
You pulled the trigger down and dropped that
And you looked at me tears in your eyes

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

And lost out in the Big Smoke
Without a fire of own
There are no straight
no easy way

(Last year, father and son produced 12,000 bussels. Under the Crow, they paid 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 - 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 the bank finally gets the best of us
But our cows are fed and the bins are
We're to see you before the snow

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

You're out in the Big Smoke
a fire of your own
There are no straight
There's no way