Luyện nghe bài hát Tumbleweed

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

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

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

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

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

Oh keep rollin', he just roams from town to town
It easy 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

So if you the Mississippi, you head out on the open plain
And you pass through Oklahoma and the sky to rain
And you kind of rootless, you can't find no place to rest
Just tumbleweed, he's the spirit of the west

Oh the blows old tumbleweed like some spirit of the west