Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Homestead

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

Out on the floor where the dance
slowly at a glance
Here the shadow of his stance
The are fallin' from his hands.

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

Who are you, the says
You dress in black but you like a fed
You ideas from books that you read
Don't you care about guy's head?

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

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

Flying were all around
The air was filled a ringing sound.
Two birds, the second and the third
Came down from the sky to the word.

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

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

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

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