Luyện nghe bài hát Paint Me Back Home In Wyoming

She was a picture of slum life
the cowboy came limping by
Wearing tattered old boots one sole gone
And a far look in his eye

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

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

Can you paint me back in Wyoming
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 all these years that I can
Please paint me back home on your
me back in Wyoming again

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

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

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

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