Luyện nghe bài hát Coyotes

Was a cowboy I knew in South
His face was deep by the sun
Part history, sage, part Mexican
He was there Poncho Villa was young

And he'd tell you a tale of the old
When the country was wild all
Sit out under the stars of the way
And while the coyotes howl

go, whoo, yip, whoo, yip, whoo
Whoo, du, yip, whoo, yip, whoo,
Whoo, yip, whoo, yip,
Whoo, du, yip, whoo, yip, whoo,

Now, the longhorns are
And the are gone
The are gone
And the outlaws are

gone
And sand is gone
And the is gone
And the red is gone

Well, he all the roads in the old land
And he the automobile
Said, this is no place for an hombre I am
In this new world of asphalt and

Then he'd look off someplace in the
At only he could see
He'd say all left now is the old days
old coyotes and me

And go, whoo, yip, whoo, yip, whoo
Whoo, du, yip, whoo, yip, whoo,
Whoo, yip, whoo, yip,
Whoo, du, yip, whoo, yip, whoo,

Now, the are gone
And the drovers are
The are gone
The are gone

Now, Quantro is
Stan is gone
And the lion is
And the red wolf is

One morning searched his adobe
He disappeared even a word
But that night as the moon crossed the
One more was heard

And go, whoo, yip, whoo, yip, whoo
Whoo, du, yip, whoo, yip, whoo,
Whoo, yip, whoo, yip,
Whoo, du, yip, whoo, yip, whoo,

Whoo, yip, whoo, yip,
Whoo, du, yip, whoo, yip, whoo,
Whoo, yip, whoo, yip,
Whoo, du, yip, whoo, yip, whoo,