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

Was on the day the cowboys were from the range
Metal touched the as a master
They rode their ponies down into of gold
To leave them after
Now the sun was red and old
The earth it was windy, and cold
Where the highway ends the desert takes it
So dusty, red and
It was a time when men out on the prairie
not having a decent friend
At the ghost to the mode of riders
Was a howlin' canyon

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

When rangers down in Dallas
Had all but all given' it up and
And those that on hopin'
Was trying their to, to forget
The way those outlaws and
Right from the to the best
Rode in on ponies made of and bones
up their rusty guns and went back home
And the governor was sent down population control
And law was passed
Riverboat gamblers put their on faith
For the for hope had passed

In the cold blue of the desert night
There was a starry ships
And men came down from I don't know where
death on their fingertips
Now there's no kings in Texas
I they rounded up each and every one
And old Atlanta
Reached from the Rocky into the old dead sun
Now Anna Maria walks the alone
The last of a struggling
She thinks of all those outlaws who wanted to reach for the
And got up on the steeple