Luyện nghe bài hát Cottonwood

Around the rim on
There stands a shack
And a pole to pen a bronc
And a shed to hang khack
Beneath the peak of
an aspen stand
Behind the of cedars
That stretch the land
Between the and the timber
Where cattle often
Where I ride to each to curl up inside
And look up at the windy
And feel the glow
Then trot out through the
the dusted winter snow
Around the rim on
A new lion track
That dots a line up the draw
And slowly back
Where somewhere in the bitter
He drifted a spirit
Beyond the of vision
Not I nor horse hear it
But yet the proof that he crept
Cut into the snow
And I shiver at the thought
Of and why he goes
the rim on Cottonwood
Where deep the cuts
Into the mountain's bowels
Its winding guts
The frozen down below
And springs on the hill
At minus seventeen and
The running still
And running are shadows now
For day does not stay
Soon the full rises high
And I can hear the of one lonely coyote
farewell to the sun
Sending out the that finally evening time has come
Around the rim on
My fire's down
My warm
My ride was
My sleep is sweet and