Luyện nghe bài hát Evacuation Of The West (a.k.a. No More Kings in Texas)

Was on the day the cowboys were band the range
Metal the world as a master
They rode their ponies into cities of gold
To them forever after
Now the sun was red and old
The earth it was windy, and cold
the highway ends the desert takes it toll
So dusty, red and
It was a time when men out on the prairie
From not having a friend
At night the to the mode of riders
Was a howlin' canyon

You can hear em'
Good God, I think dyin'

When them down in Dallas
Had all but all given' it up and
And those that hung on
Was their best to, to forget
The way those and desperados
Right from the to the best
in on ponies made of skin and bones
Gave up their guns and went back home
And the governor was sent from population control
And Marshall law was
Riverboat gamblers put their money on
For the time for hope had

In the blue light of the desert night
There was a thousand ships
And men came down from still I don't know
With on their fingertips
Now there's no more in Texas
I they rounded up each and every one
And old Atlanta
Reached from the Mountains into the old dead sun
Now Anna Maria the plains alone
The of a struggling people
She of all those outlaws who wanted to reach for the skies
And got up on the steeple