Luyện nghe bài hát Drover

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