Luyện nghe bài hát Lights of Cheyenne

Look off down the
at the lights
Like windshield
on the shoulder
As the diesels
on up from the plains
All up like pearls on a string
And I guess don't mean nothin'
Not at all
And out on the
the broken fall
Old stars they
fall on the land
And get together
with the of Cheyenne

I've been up all night
and I'm on my back
Workin' the
to up the slack
`Cause the money tree's
and the whiskey low
You ain't a week
July

You say the gravel pit's
the first
But you don't the
nature for that of work
You might get on
But you won't a hand
And I'll still be here
at the of Cheyenne

You in the sky
with feet on the ground
Never suspectin' a
But if the sky to
move you never be found
Never be from again

We go on behavior when
our youngest home
She comes up from
but she never long
And oldest still fights
me she was 18
in for a 6-pack awhile ago

And she's got a problem
And this last a sight
All up like Gunsmoke
for Saturday
And they off to the bars
for lack of a
the stars to the lights of Cheyenne

And kept all that
inside you so long
You'd fight with a post
if it at your wrong
Well the post hit back,
and it call the law
I at your right,
or I look at all

Now a crumpled up
pack and give it a shake
Out by the on a cigarette break
With one eye swelled up
the of your hand
And the eye fixed
on the lights of

You stand in the sky
your feet on the
Never a thing
But if the sky to
move you never be found
Never be from again

Now antelope grazing
in of my gun
opening weekend
you see a one
vanish like ghosts
`cause somehow they
But now up to the
in the early dawn

And it's up nicely
for this time of
The creeks are frozen but
the are all clear
And I have it in me
to make one stand
Though I never much f
or the lights of