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 room you pay by the week
His hands are all battered and his pony's lame
His bones always ache when the sky looks rain

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

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

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

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

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