Luyện nghe bài hát Coyotes

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

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

They go, whoo, yip, whoo, yip,
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 Comanches are
And the outlaws are

Geronimo's
And sand bass is
And the is gone
And the red is gone

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

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

And they go, whoo, yip, whoo, yip,
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 outlaws are

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

One they searched his adobe
He disappeared without even a
But that night as the crossed the mountain
One more was heard

And he'd go, 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,
Whoo, yip, whoo, yip,
Whoo, du, yip, whoo, yip, whoo,