Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Wyoming Home

There's a on the prairie that a man can't help but feel
growin' longer now, nippin' at my heels
I know that that old four-lane that runs beneath my wheels
Will take me to my sweet Wyoming home

I down the road last summer with a few good friends of mine
They all hit the money, Lord, I make a dime
The entry fees they took my dough, the travlin my time
And Im headed home to my sweet home

the moon
Smilin' in the sky, hum a
lullaby, hear the wind
And old coyotes, cry a song of
Sweet home

Now the rounders they all you luck
When know youre in a jam
But your moneys on the bull
And he dont give a

Well, theres shows in all the cities, turn your heart to clay
Takes all a man can muster just to try and get
The songs Im used to hearin, aint the kind the jukebox
And Im headed to my sweet Wyoming home

Well, Ive always loved the ridin, there aint nothin' the same
Another year might me luck, win in another game
But a magpie on a fence rail thats callin out my name
And he calls me home to my Wyoming home

Watch the
Smilin' in the sky, hum a
Prairie lullaby, hear the
And old coyotes, cry a song of
Wyoming home

Its a song of
Sweet home