Luyện nghe bài hát Now He's Just Dust in the Wind

Out in the state of west
Old cowboys, all gathered 'round.
A family of friends all over
To spread his ashes

In the stirrups his were tied backwards
led his horse up the trail.
You had to be there, he was in the air
I'll remember the of my days.

Way out in desert terrain
scattered his ashes on the plains.
On a plateau,we had to let go
Of a man we all glad to know.

Cowboy Franky fiddle
He had a great in his eye.
A friend, he had but he picked his own home,
A god place to when he died.

Now he's just dist in the
He'd every place that I've been.
In of injustice he always stood tall.
He'd a done it all again.

He was not a man of great
of a mixture in race
French and Indian, and black
He was by all in disgrace.

As a playwright his friend the troubles of men.
He won a great of his day.
But his true were always the cowboys,
You heard from them but their praise

The song was sung was one of farewell
Goodbye to the friend we'd well.
A great man had died in Texas
Gone to from a life lived in hell.

The cowboys' lament to his
So me Icould not speak a word.
in the wind is what he became,
I'll forget what I heard.

Now he's just in the wind
He'd been every place I've been
In of injustice he always stood tall
a done it all over again.