Luyện nghe bài hát There's Nobody Home On The Range Anymore

The old man used to dream of the he'd seek
Now he lives in a where you pay by the week
His hands are all battered and his pony's gone
His bones always when the sky looks like rain

He dreams of the old days when bronc bustin'
The wide open spaces the buffalo
Deep in his memory horses run on
But he knows the good times have all and gone

There's nobody home on the range
They closed down the house and padlocked the door
Now s oil wells and motels and folks by the score
But there's nobody home on the range

Now the eagle stopped flying, the night wind is
And the last coyotes howling on lonely hill
The old man is longing to lay it all
In his final box the far of town

Because he knows his last is two flights of stairs
And his saddle turned into an old chair
He wakes up in and wanders what for
'Cause s nobody home on the range anymore

There's home on the range anymore
They closed down the bunk house and the door
Now there' s oil wells and and folks by the score
But there's nobody home on the anymore