Luyện nghe bài hát Prairie Fire

While drivin' a of cattle out in old Nebraska way
Headin' east at Broken Bow one hot day
Tryin' to get to Omaha, we to find a buyer
We never counted in the of a western prairie fire

A hot wind was blowin' and the air was gettin' dry
Somethin' far was spellin' trouble in the sky
Comin' closer was a that topped the devil's choir
Then we we had to race a raging prairie fire

When all at once a flame is seen at the sky
And every heart is quicker and fear in every eye
We'd just one chance to get away for no place to hide
Gotta reach the river Platte, one inch and one mile wide

The herd is gettin' tired but got no time to rest
I try to clear the red dust that is in my chest
From ridin' tail on a head with the weather gettin' dry
The black in the west is warning ride, ride, ride

The heat is closer ashes fallin' by our side
And every is burnin' singin' with its warnin' cry
We've got to reach the river but it's still ten miles or
And close behind us we can hear wind infernal roar

But fate had plans for we lost that fatal race
We lost for man nor beast could long keep up the pace
The mighty Platte subdued its rage but none there to rest
We did our best to get away but only I am

Now, on the prairie far as the eye can see
The grim remains are there to show God rules you and me
Just one he left to the tale just one was his desire
We lost our herd and men to a raging prairie fire