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

Was on the day the were band from the range
Metal touched the as a master
They rode their down into 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 takes it
So dusty, red and
It was a time when men died out on the
From not a decent friend
At night the ghost to the mode of
Was a howlin' winds

You can hear em'
Good God, I think they're

When them rangers down in
Had all but all it up and left
And that hung on hopin'
Was trying best to, to forget
The way those outlaws and
from the cheapest to the best
Rode in on made of skin and bones
Gave up their rusty guns and went home
And the governor was sent down from control
And law was passed
Riverboat gamblers put money on faith
For the time for hope had

In the cold blue light of the night
was a thousand starry ships
And men came down from still I know where
With death on their
Now no more kings in Texas
I swear they up each and every one
And old Canastoga
Reached the Rocky Mountains into the old dead sun
Now Anna Maria walks the plains
The last of a people
She thinks of all outlaws who wanted to reach for the skies
And got stuck up on the