Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Fe

Folks, we got our headline.
"Newsies Crushed as Attack"
calling me,
Dumb crip's just too slow.
Guys are fightin', fallin'
to good ole' Captain Jack.
Captain Jack wants to close his eyes and go.
Let me go.
Far away.
Somewhere they won't ever find me, and won't remind me of today.
And the city's sleepin'.
And the moon old and grey.
I get on a train thats for Santa Fe.
And I'm gone.
And I'm done.
No running. No more lying.
No more fat old man me my pay.
Just a moon so big and yellow, it turns night into day.
Dreams come true. they do. In Santa Fe.
Where does it say you gotta and die here?
Where it say a guy can't catch a break?
Why should you only take what you're
Why should you spend your whole living trapped where there ain't no future.
Even at 17. Breaking your back for someone sake.
If the life don't seem to you, how about a change of scene?
Far the lousy headlines and the deadlines in between.
Fe, my old friend.
I can't my whole life dreaming.
Though I know thats all I seem to do.
I getting any younger.
And I wanna start new.
I need space. And air.
Let 'em in my face. I don't care.
Save my place. be there.

Just be is all I'm asking.
Not painting in my head.
Cause I'm dead if I can't on you today.
I got nothing if I got Santa Fe.