Luyện nghe bài hát Tumbleweed

Far the Mississippi and out on the open plains
In an Oklahoma cow town the sky begins to rain
In a dusty run-down honky tonk a drifting tumbleweed
Thumbing through some magazine that he can't read

Now tumbleweed remembers how the was won and lost
The homestead act and the bowl, everybody paid the cost
And the great white father promised to treat his children all the
Back Indian territory was Oklahoma's name

Oh tumbleweed keep rollin', he just from town to town
It ain't easy for a kid to try and settle down
Tumbleweed keep rollin', he can't no place to rest
Yeah the wind blows tumbleweed like some spirit of the west

Well his heals tap in time to an old flat top guitar
And he's a guitar hero and he sings straight from the heart
And his tip jar just a jungle of old dollar bills
He his rent and grocery in the local bar and grill

When he starts to picking that old you know the people turn and stare
When he starts to sing the songs he wrote wells magic in the air
Cause his song can heal wounded heart, he can set you spirit free
He can raise you hopes to be the very that you can be

Oh tumbleweed keep rollin', he just from town to town
It ain't easy for a half-breed kid to try and down
keep rollin', he can't find no place to rest
Yeah the desert wind blows tumbleweed like some spirit of the

So if you cross the Mississippi, you head out on the open
And you pass Oklahoma and the sky begins to rain
And you feeling of rootless, you can't find no place to rest
Just remember tumbleweed, he's the spirit of the

Oh the blows old tumbleweed like some spirit of the west