Luyện nghe bài hát Tumbleweed

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

Now remembers how the west was won and lost
The homestead act and the dust bowl, paid the cost
And the great white father promised to his children all the same
Back when Indian was Oklahoma's name

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

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

When he starts to picking that old guitar you know the turn and stare
When he starts to sing the songs he wrote wells there's in the air
Cause his song can your wounded heart, he can set you spirit free
He can you hopes to be the very best that you can be

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

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

Oh the blows old tumbleweed like some spirit of the west