Luyện nghe bài hát Paint Me Back Home In Wyoming

She was painting a picture of life
When the cowboy limping by
Wearing tattered old boots one sole gone
And a far away in his eye

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

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

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

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

So I came here to Madison Square
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 just get back to Wyoming
I wouldn't feel so
Ah, but the pain is too for the roamin'
So can you paint me back home

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