Luyện nghe bài hát The Wild West is Where I Want to Be

Now if I may indulge in a bit of personal history, a few years ago I worked for a at the los alamos scientific laboratory in new mexico. I had a job there as a spy. no, I guess you know th
E staff out there at that time was almost exclusively of spies... of one persuasion or another. and, while I was out there, I came to realize how much the wild west had changed since th
D old days of wyatt earp and home on the range, and here then is a cowboy ballad commemorating that delightful metamorphosis called the wild west is where I wanna be.

the trail you'll find me lopin'
Where the spaces are open,
In the of the old a.e.c. (yea-hah!)
Where the attractive,
And the air is radioactive,
Oh, the wild west is where I be.

Mid the and the cactus,
I'll the fellas practice
bombs through the clean desert breeze.
I'll on my sombrero,
And of course I'll wear a o'
Levis over my b.v.d.'s.

Ah will the city's rush,
Leave the and the plush,
Leave the and leave the slush
And the crowds.
Ah will seek the hush,
the scenery is lush,
How I to see the mush-
clouds.

'mid the yuccas and the
I'll the guided missiles,
While the old f.b.i. me. (yea-hah!)
Yes, I'll soon make my
(soon as I can get my clearance),
the wild west is where I wanna be.