Luyện nghe bài hát Coyote

No regrets
We just come from different sets of circumstance
I'm up all in the studios
And up early on your ranch

You'll be out a brood mare's tail
the sun is ascending
And I'll just be getting home with my reel to
There's no

how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes
And the you can get
And feel so alone
And still feel

Like stations in relay
not a hit and run driver no, no
Racing
You picked up a hitcher
A of the white lines on the freeway

We saw a burning down
In the of nowhere
In the middle of the
And we rolled right that tragedy
Till we into some road house lights

Where a band was playing
Locals were up kicking and shaking on the
And the thing I know
That at my door

He pins me in a and he won't take no
He drags me out on the dance
And we're dancing and slow
Now he's got a woman at
got another woman down the hall

He to want me anyway
Why'd you to get so drunk
And me on that way
You just picked up a
A prisoner of the white on the freeway

I looked a right in the face
On the road to Baljennie near my old home
He went running through the wheat
Chasing some down

And a hawk was with him
Coyote was jumping straight up and passes
He had same eyes just like yours
Under your glasses

Privately probing the rooms
And peeking keyholes in numbered doors
Where the players lick their
And take temporary lovers

And pills and powders to get them through this passion play
No regrets
I just get off up
You just picked up a
A prisoner of the lines on the freeway

Coyote's in the shop
staring a hole in his scrambled eggs
He up my scent on his fingers
While he's the waitresses' legs

He's too far from the Bay of
From and eagles and tides
And the air cubicles
And the carbon ribbon

Are spelling it out so
Either going to have to stand and fight
Or off out of here
I tried to run myself
To run away and wrestle my ego

And with flame
You put in this eskimo
In hitcher
In this
Of the fine lines
Of the white on the free, free way