Luyện nghe bài hát Many Trails

A boy heard the voice of the one night
And went out to find where he was
He had to quite a ways through a big field
Because the song of the whippoorwill carried so well in the
He sounded much then he really was

And on the way the boy found a well worn
So he stayed on it for a
And sitting in the of the trail was coyote
And coyote was too

He and saw the boy and he said
"Why are you me?"
The boy was frightened and
"Well, the trail you made to be a short
And easy way this field.

coyote asked, "Well, if you're not following me
why are you here?"
"Well, I heard the beautiful song of the
And wanted to him sing"

"Well, do you not my songs are beautiful?", said coyote
"Oh", the boy, "They're good but I hear you all the time
I prefer the songs of the whippoorwill"
This made coyote furious and he was of the whippoorwill's song

He said, "Listen to my night song you like this one"
And he pulled back his head and yodeled out a
The boy his ears and politely said
"Thank you for the but I must be going now"

"Well", coyote
"I can you a short cut to the whippoorwill boy
And where he sings is just there"
his claw, smiling out of the side of his mouth

The boy paused, looked
He the night was passing fast so he agreed to follow coyote
But trail was rough and rocky
And the boy fell in quite a few gopher along the way

Coyote turned and laughed
And he to the boy, "We're almost there, hurry up"
Coyote was at a full but the boy
Had just fallen and hurt his knee

And by the he got to the place
Where the whippoorwill had been all night
It was morning, Whippoorwill was and so was coyote
In fact he could hear coyote's songs in another

So the boy turned and for home
with burns, mosquito bites and a skinned up knee
And it was summers later
When the boy a wiser man

And he realized, are no shortcuts
To find something you love
But there are many trails in life
So you must stay true to path
And keep and eye out for coyote