Luyện nghe bài hát Paint Me Back Home In Wyoming

She was painting a of slum life
the cowboy came limping by
Wearing tattered old boots with one sole
And a far away in his eye

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

she asked to paint him in the setting
Ah, but he shook his head and low
He said, "Naw, I fit your picture
Unless you can paint me home"

Can you paint me back home in
Riding 'neath the big sky above
as the wind on the prairie
Out in the that I love
I to get back to Wyoming
And I've hoped all years that I can
paint me back home on your canvas
Paint me back in Wyoming

Well I never claimed this city
You know I was raised on a out in the west
I spent my young years horses
And boy they said, I could ride with the

So I came here to Madison Garden
To ride in the big
Ah, but I got stepped on and all up
And bronc bustin' is all I know

Ah, boy if I could just get back to
I feel so alone
Ah, but the pain is too for the roamin'
So can you paint me back home

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