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 sits a drifting tumbleweed
Thumbing through some magazine that he can't read

Now remembers how the west was won and lost
The homestead act and the dust bowl, everybody the cost
And the great white father to treat his children all the same
Back when Indian territory was name

Oh tumbleweed rollin', he just roams 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 desert wind blows tumbleweed like spirit of the west

Well his heals tap in time to an old flat top guitar
And he's a guitar local and he sings straight from the heart
And his tip jar just a jungle of worn old dollar
He makes his rent and grocery in the 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 there's magic in the air
Cause his song can heal your wounded heart, he can set you free
He can raise you to be the very best that you can be

Oh tumbleweed keep rollin', he just roams from to town
It ain't easy for a half-breed kid to try and down
Tumbleweed keep rollin', he find no place to rest
the desert 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 begins to
And you feeling kind of rootless, you find no place to rest
Just tumbleweed, he's the spirit of the west

Oh the desert blows old tumbleweed like some of the west