Luyện nghe bài hát Canyons & Caverns

On a mantle made of
There's a photograph from my
It was taken in the desert light

I look a lot like a
With a Mexican vest and a red hat on
Maracas in my hand and stick in my right

And there are canyons, there are
are border roadside taverns
I am held captive by the big sky above me

She naps the TV on
I smell the June cut grass from my lawn
I alone in the little room upstairs, hey, hey, hey

There are Lincoln logs and cookie
And colored blocks and to win
I draw and I and beat my drums up there

There are circus lights and maple
And there are daffodils and trees
And I am held captive by the big blue sky me, yeah

Now the coffee's strong and the all wrong
And my, my call's for somebody else
And now the TV's hoax and jokes

Always keep my at myself
I a lot and that's what I do
And I learn the things I never knew

I see canyons, I see
And I see border roadside
And I am held captive by the big sky above me

I'm captive by the big blue sky
I am held captive by the big sky above me