Luyện nghe bài hát Old Coyote Town

Hes got a US flag on his porch
To remind where he lives
And up in the attic there are papers that
The old house is his

After thirty five years the grass still grow
In that hard west Texas ground
Where my old dad still clings to old coyote town

Like horses the pick-ups are parked out in
Of a cafe that dont a name
Where the old men rock and the tumbleweeds
Past the up windows down main

Waist high hide a for sale sign
At the drive-in where my died
a rusty advertisement, dangling by a nail
Says and Pepsi for a dime

And down at the where I left for good
Theres a hobo with his three legged
Waitin for a train, that no comes to that old coyote town

And the rumbles like a river that runs
To a rhythm that dont ever down
As and trucks and time pass by that old coyote town

Daddy falls asleep in the living
On the sofa the TV on
Sometimes he waits for a call from me
Sometimes he waits too

But I still think of the people and the place that he
How much longer will be around
Till it's to ashes, dust to dust
For that old town