Luyện nghe bài hát Prairie Fire

While drivin' a herd of cattle out in old way
Headin' at Broken Bow one hot September day
Tryin' to get to Omaha, we hoped to a buyer
We never counted in the odds of a western prairie

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

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

The is gettin' tired but we've got no time to rest
I try to clear the red dust that is gatherin' in my
ridin' tail on a thousand head with the weather gettin' dry
The black cloud in the is warning ride, ride, ride

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

But fate had other for we lost that fatal race
We lost for neither man nor beast could long up the pace
The mighty subdued its rage but none were there to rest
We did our to get away but only I am left

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