Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Homestead

Up and down the old
The naked rider gallops through his
And although the isn't full
He still the pull.

Out on the where the cowboys dance
Approaching slowly at a
comes the shadow of his stance
The are fallin' from his hands.

Why do you ride that horse?
Inquires the with little remorse
then a priest comes down the stairs
With a of dreams and old nightmares.

Who are you, the rider
You in black but you talk like a fed
You spout ideas from books that you
Don't you about this guy's head?

Just then the of hoofbeats was heard
And the sky was by a prehistoric bird
Who flew between the unfulfilled
And the naked rider, to a booth.

We'll the moon and see what's up
I've got some in this little tin cup
We'll say that the shadow is dim
And we some light to get back to him
one call should do it all
I'll carve number on the wall
my beak.

Flying feathers all around
The air was filled a ringing sound.
Two more birds, the and the third
Came from the sky to deliver the word.

Where you been, they said to the first
Get back to the clouds, dying of thirst
not enough time to make that call
Let's ditch rider, shadow and all.

The sky was filled the beautiful birds
Still on the some crying was heard
With his dime in his hand and his hand on the
His ears were as he forced a smile.

Hoofbeats beating the range
He rode through the night his cup of change
Tired and beaten he into slumber
But up in the sky they had his number.

Up and the old homestead
The naked rider gallops through his
And although the moon full
He feels the pull,
feels the pull.