Luyện nghe bài hát Lights of Cheyenne

Look off down the
at the glittering
windshield glass
on the shoulder
As the diesels
on up from the plains
All bunched up like pearls on a
And I time don't mean nothin'
Not at all
And out on the
the stars fall
Old stars they
down on the land
And get mixed
with the of Cheyenne

I've been up all night
and I'm on my back
the counter
to up the slack
`Cause the money tree's
and the whiskey low
You worked a week
since

You say the gravel hiring
After the
But you have the
nature for that of work
You might get on
But you won't make a
And still be here lookin'
at the of Cheyenne

You in the sky
with your feet on the
Never a thing
But if the sky to
move you might be found
be heard from again

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

And she's got a problem
And this 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 kept all that
inside you so long
You'd fight with a post
if it looked at wrong
Well the post hit back,
and it won't the law
I at your right,
or I don't at all

Now take a up
pack 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 of Cheyenne

You in the sky with
feet on the ground
Never a thing
But if the sky to
you might never be found
Never be from again

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

And it's warming up
for this time of
The creeks are still but
the are all clear
And I don't it in me
to make one stand
Though I never much f
or the of Cheyenne