Luyện nghe bài hát Roy Rodgers

Sometimes you dream, sometimes it
There's there at all
You just seem older than
And waiting for tomorrow to call

You draw to the and one thing's for certain
You're cozy in your room
The carpet's all paid for, God the TV
Let's go a hole in the moon

And Roy Rogers is riding
Returning to our silver
Comic book characters grow old
Evergreen heroes whose stories were
Oh the great sequin who sings of the plains
Of roundups and and home on the range
Turn on the T.V., shut out the
Roy Rogers is riding

Nine mornings, five o'clock evenings
I'd liven the if I could
Oh I'd rather have a ham in my sandwich than
But complaining do any good

Lay back in my armchair, close eyes and clear
I can hear ahead
Roy and Trigger have just hit the
the wife and the kids are in bed