Luyện nghe bài hát Black Cowboys

Raney playground was among Haven's streets
Where he ran past candles and flower wreaths
and photos of the young black faces
Whose death and consecrated these places

Raney's mother said Raney stay at my
For you are my blessing, you are my
It's your love here keeps my soul alive
I want you to come home from school and stay

do his work and put his books away
There was a channel a Western movie everyday
And that brought him home on the black cowboys of the Oklahoma range
The Seminole scouts that fought the tribes of the Great

Summer and the days grew long
Raney had his mother's smile to depend on
Along the street of stray bullets he his way
To the warmth of her arms at the end of day

Come the Fall, the rain flooded homes
In valley of dry bones
It hard and dark to the ground
It without a sound

And they took up with a man whose business was the
Whose smile was fixed in a face that was off guard
In the pipes 'neath the kitchen his secrets are kept
In the day, behind drawn curtains in the next he slept

And she got in the days
The smile Raney depended on away
The that held him were no more his own
He lay at night his head pressed to her chest listening to the in her bones

In the kitchen, Raney his hand between the pipes
From a brown bag pulled five hundred bills and stuck it in his coat side
in the dark at his mother's bed
Brushed her hair and her eyes

In the twilight Raney to the station on streets of stone
Through and Ohio his train drifted on
Through the small towns of Indiana the big crept
As he lay his head back on his seat and

He woke and the towns gave way to fields of green
and cotton and endless nothing in between
Over the rutted of Oklahoma the red sun slipped and was gone
The moon and stripped the earth to its bone