Luyện nghe bài hát Rain

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

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

Well, there's a place down on Main
Right across from the
drew one on the line
About twenty foot up on that Frontier
Where crested back in

Well, this city took most of this old town
'Cause we live on they call the flame
Well, I read all about it in the downtown
Where got that old newspaper frame

But the rain on the roof sounds so
The cowboys are fearful the
But Deena done broke his ragged old pen
It's making a run for the

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

Well, she a cowboy got buckin'
Just before it went
On a boat that they 'Chequered Tree'
And ain't nobody's saw if he finished his
So I I'll forget about sleep

But the on the roof sounds so pretty
And the are fearful the most
But Deena done broke from his old pen
It's a run for the coast

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