Luyện nghe bài hát Drover

The real people away
But I'll a better word, someday
Leaving only me and my
My cattle and a
I drove all the beast down right under your
The footloose power
The bull and the
Don't touch them try to hurt them
My
I drove them by the crops and thought the crops lost
I myself with rudimentary thoughts
And I set my watch against the clock
It was way off
Yeah one thing about this wild, country
It a strong, strong
It breaks a strong, strong
Yeah one thing this wild, wild country
It takes a strong,
It breaks a strong, mind
And anything less, less
Makes me feel I'm wasting my time
But the pain and frustration, is not
It belongs to the cattle, through the
And my cattle turns on me
I was back flat
I was knocked out cold for one clack of the track
Then I a colossal hand buried, buried in sand
I rose like a
For I am in the end a
A drover by
my cattle turns on me
I am a drover, fold
My bears it all away for me and everyone
One, one, one, one, one, one ...
Yeah one about this wild, wild country
It a strong, strong
It breaks a strong, strong
And anything less, anything
Makes me feel I'm wasting my time