Luyện nghe bài hát Harrower

Steppin' out on the great lawn in the new green shoots of a
There was a wind in the wild grasses and a broad swelling heat when it stops
Standin' at the edge of creation at the base of the of the sky
By the mouth of the Tennessee River where the of another world fly

Well I must be on my way the croppers say there's barely even work for them.
I'll come rolling back to town my fortune comes around.
and see your daughter again.

I directed my stride to the and the near by great beyond
The stalkes of the harvest, pale as bone in the dawn
Pulled forward and drawn like water called to the sea
My hands are always full or empty and my boots are always me.

A big girl in the hallway.
Borrowed from the moon
I kissed her with my own mouth
I I will be back soon.