Luyện nghe bài hát Night Hawk

(Tom McKeon, Ron Peterson)

We'd worked senseless
Been bustin' down
Drivin' dry cattle, no in sight
As we sat the fire
And cursed the barbed
A stranger into our light

Not knowin' no
Some fool went for
But a "I wouldn't"
Put an end to the
he said, "I'm for hire.
"You a rider.
"And I don't ridin' at night."

Go light on the Hawk
He don't smile, he don't
To strangers, and seldom to
And do well to listen
he asks you to leave him alone
He ask you again

the man is a myst'ry
The is hist'ry
How a range fire
Like a thief in the
Took his young and babies
His would-bes and
And burned out the in his life

Go light on the Night
He don't smile, he talk
To strangers, and to friends
And you'll do well to
When he asks you to him alone
He won't ask you