Luyện nghe bài hát Rain

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

But the rain on the sounds so pretty
And the cowboys are the most
But Deena broke from his ragged old pen
It's a run for the coast

Well, there's a place on Main Street
Right across the bank
drew one on the line
About twenty foot up on that Hotel
Where back in twenty-nine

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

But the on the roof sounds so pretty
The cowboys are fearful the
But Deena done from his ragged old pen
making a run for the coast

My grandmother about ten minutes ago
Like she does almost every
She said they home way early from the old rodeo
When a big boat had knocked off the

Well, she said a got buckin'
Just before it went
On a boat that they 'Chequered Tree'
And nobody's saw if he finished his ride
So I guess I'll about sleep

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

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