Luyện nghe bài hát Paint Me Back Home In Wyoming

She was painting a picture of slum
When the cowboy came by
Wearing old boots with one sole gone
And a far look in his eye

he watched for a while as she painted
And then he said, "Mama, you surely well"
Yes, you got all this on your
The dirt the squalor and the

Well she asked to him in the setting
Ah, but he shook his head and low
He said, "Naw, I won't fit picture
Unless you can me back home"

Can you paint me home in Wyoming
free 'neath the big sky above
Free as the wind on the
Out in the hills that I
I long to get back to
And I've all these years that I can
Please me back home on your canvas
Paint me in Wyoming again

I never claimed this festered city
You I was raised on a ranch out in the west
I spent my young years bustin'
And boy they said, I could with the best

So I came here to Madison Square
To in the big rodeo
Ah, but I got on and all crippled up
And chute bronc bustin' is all I

Ah, boy if I could just get back to
I wouldn't so alone
Ah, but the is too much for the roamin'
So can you paint me back home

Can you me back home in Wyoming
Riding free neath the big sky
as the wind on the prairie
Out in the hills that I
I long to get back to
And I've all these years that I can
Please paint me back on your canvas
Paint me back in Wyoming
me back in Wyoming again