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

Was on the day the cowboys were band from the
Metal touched the as a master
They rode their ponies down cities of gold
To them forever after
Now the sun was red and old
The earth it was windy, dark and
Where the highway ends the desert it toll
So dusty, red and
It was a time when men out on the prairie
not having a decent friend
At night the to the mode of riders
Was a canyon winds

You can em' cryin'
Good God, I they're dyin'

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

In the cold blue light of the night
was a thousand starry ships
And men came down still I don't know where
With death on their
Now there's no kings in Texas
I swear they up each and every one
And old Atlanta
Reached from the Rocky Mountains into the old sun
Now Anna Maria walks the plains
The last of a people
She of all those outlaws who wanted to reach for the skies
And got stuck up on the