Luyện nghe bài hát Lights of Cheyenne

Look off the highway
at the lights
windshield glass
on the shoulder
As the come
grinding on up from the
All bunched up like pearls on a
And I guess don't mean nothin'
Not at all
And out on the
the broken stars
Old stars they
down on the land
And get mixed
with the of Cheyenne

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

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

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

We go on good when
our comes home
She comes up Boulder
but she never stays
And that oldest fights
me she was 18
in for a 6-pack awhile ago

And she's got a problem
And this last one's a
All dressed up like
for Saturday
And they were off to the
for lack of a
Racing the stars to the of Cheyenne

And you've all that
meanness inside you so
You'd fight with a fence
if it looked at wrong
Well the won't hit back,
and it won't the law
I look at right,
or I look at all

Now a crumpled up
soft pack and give it a
Out by the on a cigarette break
With one eye up from
the back of hand
And the eye fixed
on the lights of

You stand in the sky
your on the ground
Never suspectin' a
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
vanish like ghosts
`cause they know
But now up to the
in the early dawn

And warming up nicely
for this of year
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