Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Baby James

There is a young cowboy, he lives on the range. His and his cattle are his only companions.
He works in the and he sleeps in the canyons, waiting for summer, his pastures to change.
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire, about women and glasses of beer.
And closing his eyes as the retire, he sings out a song which is soft but it's clear
As if maybe could hear...

Goodnight you moon ladies, rock-a-bye sweet baby James.
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose, won't you let me go down in my
And rock-a-bye baby James.

Now the first of December was with snow
And so was the from Stockbridge to Boston.
Though the Berkshires seemed dreamlike on account of frosting,
ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go.
There's a song they sing when they take to the highway,
A song that they sing when they to the sea,
A song that they sing of their home in the sky, maybe you can believe it if it you to sleep,
But singing works fine for me.

So, goodnight you moon light ladies, rock-a-bye baby James.
Deep and blues are the colors I choose, won't you let me go down in my dreams?
And rock-a-bye sweet James.