Luyện nghe bài hát Prairie Fire

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

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

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

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

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

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

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