Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Homestead

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

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

Why do you ride that horse?
Inquires the shadow with little
Just then a priest down the stairs
a sack of dreams and old nightmares.

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

Just then the sound of was heard
And the sky was darkened by a prehistoric
Who flew between the moon
And the naked rider, to a booth.

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

Flying feathers were all
The air was with a ringing sound.
Two more birds, the second and the
Came from the sky to deliver the word.

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

The sky was filled with the birds
Still on the ground some crying was
With his dime in his and his hand 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 they had his number.

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