Luyện nghe bài hát Rain

Well, I hear that old John Deere
At the low water
Pulling the drinkers across
dragging so many on this Saturday night
I can smell that old tractor's

But the on the roof sounds so pretty
And the cowboys are fearful the
But done broke from his ragged old pen
It's making a run for the

Well, there's a place down on Street
Right from the bank
Somebody one on the line
About twenty foot up on Frontier Hotel
Where crested in twenty-nine

Well, this city most of this little old town
'Cause we live on what they the flame
Well, I read all about it in the cafe
they got that old newspaper frame

But the rain on the roof sounds so
The cowboys are the most
But done broke from his ragged old pen
It's a run for the coast

My called about ten minutes ago
Like she does almost night
She said they come home way early the old rodeo
When a big boat had off the lights

Well, she said a got buckin'
before it went dark
On a boat that they called 'Chequered
And ain't nobody's saw if he finished his
So I guess I'll about sleep

But the rain on the sounds so pretty
And the cowboys are fearful the
But done broke from his ragged old pen
making a run for the coast

But Deena done broke his ragged old pen
It's a run for the coast