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

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

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

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

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

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

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