Luyện nghe bài hát Horse With No Legs

(Jonathon Bunnell)
(To te of "A Horse with No Name")
On the part of the journey
I was at a bizarre kill
there were hoofs and horse smell everywhere
At Fortyith and Union
The first thing I met was a man
Who said he couldn't this mess out
Some said it was kids, low-rider ponies, or a religious cult

Somewhere in the
There's a with no legs
Who is going through a lot of
Some crazy loon sawed off his limbs
And there ain't no way to get back again
La la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la
After three in the desert sun
The began to turn red
A circle was
Four legs north
Was it the work of some cult
To think of with stumps
With dragged on the ground
Made me sad to thiink they were

After nine days we still don't what to think
And we haven't even got a
The horses don't have a leg to on
They'll just 'em into Elmer's Glue
Now the thing we met was a humane man
Who said he couldn't figure mess out
Some said it was kids, low-rider ponies, or a strange cult