Luyện nghe bài hát Coyote

No coyote
We just come such different sets of circumstance
I'm up all in the studios
And you're up early on ranch

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

Just how close to the bone and the skin and the
And the you can get
And feel so alone
And feel related

stations in some relay
You're not a hit and run no, no
Racing
You just picked up a
A prisoner of the white lines on the

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

a local band was playing
Locals up kicking and shaking on the floor
And the next thing I
That at my door

He me in a corner and he won't take no
He drags me out on the floor
And we're dancing close and
Now he's got a at home
He's got another down the hall

He to want me anyway
you have to get so drunk
And me on that way
You picked up a hitcher
A prisoner of the lines on the freeway

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

And a was playing with him
Coyote was jumping straight up and making
He had those same just like yours
Under your dark

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

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

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

He's too far from the Bay of
From appaloosas and eagles and
And the air conditioned
And the carbon rides

Are it out so clear
Either he's going to to stand and fight
Or off out of here
I tried to run away
To run away and with my ego

And this flame
You put here in this
In this
In prisoner
Of the fine white
Of the lines on the free, free way