Luyện nghe bài hát Coyotes

Was a cowboy I in south Texas,
His face was deep by the sun,
Part history, part sage, mesquit,
He was there when Villa was young.

And he'd tell you a of the old days,
the country was wild all around,
Sit out under the stars of the Way,
And listen while the howl.

And go... hoo yip hoo yip hoo
hoo di yip hoo di yip hoo
hoo yip hoo yip hoo
hoo di hoo di yip hoo di yip hoo

Now the horns are gone,
And the are gone,
The are gone,
And the are gone,
is gone,
And Sam is gone,
And the is gone,
And the red is gone.

Well he all the roads and the oil men,
And he the automobile,
Said this is no place for an like I am,
In this new world of and steel.

Then he'd look off place in the distance,
At something he could see,
He'd say all that's now of the old days,
Those damned old and me.

And go hoo yip hoo yip hoo
hoo di yip hoo di yip hoo
hoo yip hoo yip hoo
hoo di hoo di yip hoo di yip hoo

Now the horns are gone,
And the drovers are
The are gone
And the are gone,
Now is gone,
Watie is gone
And is gone,
And the red is gone.

One morning searched his adobe,
He disappeared even a word,
But that as the moon crossed the mountain,
One coyote was heard.

And go, hoo yip hoo yip hoo
hoo di yip hoo di yip hoo
hoo yip hoo yip hoo
hoo di hoo di yip hoo di yip hoo

hoo yip hoo yip hoo
hoo di yip hoo di yip hoo
hoo yip hoo yip hoo
hoo di hoo di yip hoo di yip hoo