Luyện nghe bài hát Daydream Cowboy

I'm sittin' in a city filled with people cars and
The walls are closin' in on me my heart's to choke
The world becomes a dream and I no longer see
The dirty concrete canyons I have come to be
Cause a cowboy the mountains and the draws inside my mind
With his Buckskin him and his pockets full of time
And I can hear his spurs a the chimes of his slappin' tack
As his horse up a ridge with the moon light on his back
He rides into a bearin' not meant for him alone
For a lovin' dark haired waits for her cowboy to come home

Well his hat was made in Texas and his are bat wing style
His saddles made by he rides it all the while
It glistens with silver tap adores for his feet
He's got a chew of Copenhagen tucked his cheek
In fact the thing that saves me here from goin' plumb insane
Is that cowboy poundin' leather down in the in my brain
And I can his spurs a jinglin'...