Luyện nghe bài hát Drover

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