Luyện nghe bài hát Canyons & Caverns

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

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

And there are canyons, are caverns
There are border taverns
I am held by the big blue sky above me

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

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

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

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

Always keep my at myself
I laugh a lot and what I do
And I learn the things that I knew

I see canyons, I see
And I see roadside taverns
And I am held captive by the big blue sky me

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