Luyện nghe bài hát Cottonwood

Around the rim on
There stands a shack
And a corral to pen a bronc
And a shed to hang your
the peak of lodgepoles
Between an stand
Behind the crest of
stretch the broken land
Between the sage and the
Where often hide
Where I ride to each to curl up inside
And up at the windy peaks
And the fire's glow
Then trot out the morning
'Cross the dusted snow
the rim on Cottonwood
A brand new lion
That dots a up through the draw
And circles back
Where somewhere in the night
He drifted a spirit
Beyond the realm of
Not I nor could hear it
But yet the that there he crept
Cut fresh into the
And I shiver at the thought
Of and why he goes
the rim on Cottonwood
Where the canyon cuts
the mountain's very bowels
Its winding guts
The frozen rivers below
And springs on the hill
At minus seventeen and
The water's running
And deep are shadows now
For day does not long
Soon the full moon high
And I can the song of one lonely coyote
farewell to the sun
Sending out the that finally evening time has come
the rim on Cottonwood
My fire's burning
My warm
My ride was
My sleep is sweet and