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

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

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

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

Now the eagle flying, the night wind is still
And the last coyotes howling on some 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 rocking
He wakes up in mornin' and wanders for
'Cause there' s home on the range anymore

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