Luyện nghe bài hát Coyote

No Coyote
We just from such different sets of circumstance
I'm up all in the studios
And you're up on your ranch
be brushing out a brood mare's tail
While the sun is
And I'll just be getting home with my to reel
no comprehending
Just how close to the bone and the skin and the
And the you can get
And feel so alone
And still feel
Like stations in some
not a hit and run driver no no
Racing
You picked up a hitcher
A prisoner of the lines on the freeway

We saw a burning down
In the middle of
In the of the night
And we rolled right past tragedy
Till we pulled into some road house
Where a band was playing
Locals were up kicking and on the floor
And the next thing I
That at my door
He pins me in a and he won't take no
He me out on the dance floor
And dancing close and slow
Now got a woman at home
He's got woman down the hall
He seems to me anyway
Why'd you have to get so
And lead me on way?
You picked up a hitcher
A prisoner of the lines on the freeway

I looked a coyote right in the
On the road to Baljennie my old home town
He went running the whisker wheat
Chasing some prize
And a hawk was playing him
was jumping straight up and making passes
He had those eyes just like yours
your dark glasses
Privately probing the rooms
And peeking through keyholes in numbered
Where the players lick their
And their temporary lovers
And their pills and powders to get them through this passion
No Coyote
I get off up aways
You just up a hitcher
A prisoner of the white lines on the

Coyote's in the shop
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 and tides
And the air cubicles
And the carbon rides
Are spelling it out so
Either he's going to to stand and fight
Or take off out of
I to run away myself
To run away and wrestle my ego
And with this
You put in this Eskimo
In this
In this
Of the fine lines
Of the white lines on the free way