Luyện nghe bài hát Lights of Cheyenne

Look off down the
at the lights
Like windshield
on the tonight
As the diesels
grinding on up the plains
All bunched up like pearls on a
And I guess time don't mean
Not at all
And out on the
the stars fall
Old broken stars
fall down on the
And get mixed
with the of Cheyenne

Well been up all night
and I'm on my back
Workin' the
to take up the
`Cause the tree's light
and the whiskey low
You worked a week
July

You say the pit's hiring
the first
But you don't the
nature for kind of work
You get hired on
But you won't make a
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 might be found
Never be heard again

We go on behavior when
our comes home
She comes up from
but she never stays
And that still fights
me she was 18
Stopped in for a 6-pack ago

And got a cowboy problem
And last one's a sight
All up like Gunsmoke
for night
And they were off to the
for of a plan
Racing the stars to the lights of

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

Now take a up
soft and give it a shake
Out by the dumpster on a break
one eye swelled up from
the back of your
And the other eye
on the of Cheyenne

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

Now there's antelope
in of my gun
Come weekend
you see a one
They'll vanish ghosts
somehow they know
But now up to the
in the early dawn

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