Luyện nghe bài hát My Sweet Wyoming Home

My Sweet Home
by Staines
a silence on the prairie
That a man can't but feel;
There a shadow growing now,
And at my heels.
For I know that that old four-lane
That beneath my wheels
take me home to my sweet Wyoming home.
I headed down the last summer
a few old friends of mine.
all hit the money, Lord,
I make a time.
The entrance they took my dough,
And the took my time,
And now I'm headed home to my Wyoming home.
Cho: Watch the moon in the sky
And hum a tune, a lullaby.
A wind, an old coyotes cry
A of home, my sweet Wyoming home.

Well, the rounders all wish you luck
When they know in a jam.
But your money's on the bull,
And he don't a damn.
there's shows in all the cities,
The cities your heart to clay;
It all a man can muster
to try and get away.
And the songs I'm to hearin'
Ain't the kind the plays,
And now I'm headed to my sweet Wyoming home.
Cho.
You I've always loved the ridin',
There ain't nothin' the same,
And another year may bring the
Of all the game.
a magpie on the fencerail,
And he's out my name,
And he me home to my sweet Wyoming home.
Cho.