Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Homestead

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

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

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

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

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

We'll call the and see what's up
got some change in this little tin cup
We'll say that the is growin' dim
And we need some light to get to him
one call should do it all
I'll carve this 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 the sky to deliver the word.

Where you been, they said to the first
Get back to the clouds, we're of thirst
There's not enough time to that call
Let's 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 ears were as he forced a smile.

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

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