Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Homestead

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

Out on the floor where the cowboys
slowly at a glance
Here comes the of his stance
The reins are fallin' his hands.

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

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

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

call 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
Just one should do it all
I'll carve this number on the
my beak.

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

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

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

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

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