Luyện nghe bài hát Treetop Flyer

I could be a rambler from the seven
I pay taxes, 'cause I never file
I don't do business that don't make me
I my aeroplane 'cause she's got style
I'm a treetop
I fly any cargo you can pay to run
These bush league pilots can't get the job done
Got to fly down the canyons, never see the sun
no such thing as an easy run
For a flyer
I'm flyin' low, I'm in demand
Fly feet off the Rio Grande
I'll blow the mesquite up off the sand
Seldom seen, when I land
I'm a treetop flyer, survivor
People been asking me, "Where'd you learn to fly way?"
Was over in Vietnam, NVA
The government taught me, and they me right
Stay under the treeline and you might be
I'm a flyer
So I'm home, I'm runnin' low and fast
I promised my this is gonna be my last
I get the ship down, I tie her
Then some old boy up, says
"Hey son, you make some fast cash?"
I'm a flyer
Well, there's things I am and things I'm not
I am a and I could get shot
Ain't going to die, I ain't to get caught
'Cause I'm a flyin' fool and my aeroplane is too hot
I'm a treetop flyer, born
work alone