Luyện nghe bài hát Flatland Boogie

Hey up on the Cap rock, me and my ride
Goin' a hundred miles an hour, 'cause this old Ford can fly
Got Four Roses in a sack an we ain't back tonight

Some top 40 singin' on the radio
And cotton fields forever on both sides of the road
till the Flatland Boogie but where did the Wolfman go

Old photographs turn yellow, they come and go
But we can do the boogie from the High Plains to Mexico
Some old angel from Amarillo must be helpin' us to it on the road

Moonlight's a-fallin', at that caliche glow
And old coyote's a howlin' doesn't know too old
a shinin' on all we ever need to know

Cross the Llano Estacado, still by my side
Ain't no reason to stop and there ain't no to hide
You want to Flatland better flat out come and ride

Old photographs turn yellow, times come and go
But we can do the boogie from the High Plains to Mexico
old angel from Amarillo must be helpin' us to hold it on the road
Some old angel from must be helpin' us to hold it on the road