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 time don't mean
Not at all
And out on the
the broken stars
Old broken stars
fall down on the
And get mixed
the lights of Cheyenne

Well been up all night
and I'm on my back
Workin' the
to up the slack
the money tree's light
and the whiskey low
You ain't worked a
since

You say the pit's hiring
the first
But you have the
for that kind 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 suspectin' a
But if the sky to
move you might be found
Never be heard again

We go on good behavior
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 cowboy
And this last a sight
All up like Gunsmoke
for night
And they were off to the
for lack of a
Racing the stars to the of Cheyenne

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

Now take a up
soft pack and give it a
Out by the dumpster on a cigarette
With one eye swelled up
the back of hand
And the other eye
on the lights of

You stand in the sky
feet on the ground
Never suspectin' a
But if the sky to
move you might be found
Never be heard again

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

And it's warming up
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 lights of