Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Homestead

Up and the old homestead
The naked rider through his head
And although the moon full
He still the pull.

Out on the floor where the dance
Approaching at a glance
comes the shadow of his stance
The reins are from his hands.

Why do you ride crazy horse?
the shadow with little remorse
Just a priest comes down the stairs
With a sack of and old nightmares.

Who are you, the says
You dress in but you talk like a fed
You spout ideas books that you read
you care about this guy's head?

Just the sound of hoofbeats was heard
And the sky was darkened by a bird
Who flew the unfulfilled moon
And the naked rider, to a booth.

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

Flying feathers all around
The air was with a ringing sound.
Two birds, the second and the third
down from the sky to deliver the word.

Where have you been, said to the first
Get back to the clouds, we're dying of
There's not enough time to make call
ditch this rider, shadow and all.

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

Hoofbeats beating across the
He rode through the night with his cup of
and beaten he fell into slumber
But up in the sky still had his number.

Up and the old homestead
The naked rider through his head
And although the moon isn't
He feels the pull,
feels the pull.