Luyện nghe bài hát Coyotes

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

And he'd tell you a of the old days,
When the was wild all around,
Sit out under the of the Milky 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 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 cursed all the and the oil men,
And he the automobile,
Said is no place for an hombre like I am,
In new world of asphalt and steel.

Then he'd look off place in the distance,
At something he could see,
He'd say all left now of the old days,
damned 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 are gone
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 without even a word,
But that night as the 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