Luyện nghe bài hát Coyotes

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

And tell you a tale of the old days,
the country was wild all around,
Sit out under the of the Milky Way,
And while the coyotes 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 long 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 for an hombre like I am,
In this new of asphalt and steel.

Then he'd look off place in the distance,
At something he could see,
say all that's left now of the old days,
Those old coyotes 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,
Stan is gone
And is gone,
And the red is gone.

One morning searched his adobe,
He disappeared even a word,
But that night as the crossed the mountain,
One more 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