Luyện nghe bài hát Lights of Cheyenne

Look off down the
at the lights
Like windshield
on the shoulder
As the diesels
grinding on up the plains
All bunched up like pearls on a
And I guess time mean nothin'
Not at all
And out on the
the stars fall
Old broken stars
down 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
since

You say the pit's hiring
the first
But you have the
nature for that kind of
You might get on
But you won't make a
And I'll be here lookin'
at the lights of

You in the sky
with your on the ground
Never a thing
But if the sky to
move you never be found
Never be heard from

We go on good when
our comes home
She comes up from
but she stays long
And that oldest still
me she was 18
Stopped in for a awhile ago

And got a cowboy problem
And last one's a sight
All up like Gunsmoke
for Saturday
And were off to the bars
for lack of a
Racing the stars to the of Cheyenne

And you've all that
meanness you so long
fight with a fence post
if it looked at wrong
Well the post hit back,
and it call the law
I at your right,
or I don't at all

Now take a up
soft and give it a shake
Out by the on a cigarette break
one eye swelled up from
the of your hand
And the eye fixed
on the lights of

You stand in the sky
your on the ground
Never a thing
But if the sky to
you might never be found
Never be heard from

Now there's grazing
in of my gun
Come opening
you see a one
They'll vanish like
`cause somehow know
But now up to the
fence in the early

And it's up nicely
for this time of
The are still frozen but
the roads are all
And I don't it in me
to make one stand
Though I much cared f
or the lights of