Luyện nghe bài hát Western Skies

And I'd be walking through the tall pine trees
High up above Lake
And I'd rather be chasing after shooting
Than for this dumb 503 TTC

I'd like to see the sun set Saddle Mountain
And listen to the wind whisper my
Yeah this and me don't fit
One of us is going to have to
Oh how I miss those western

And I'd rather be back in the Rocky
sitting in some bar on Queen Street
And I'd rather be walking through the high
Than watching the war on my TV

So please you stand in my way
I got to get out of this place
If I another day
I'm sure the sun will my name
Oh how I miss western skies

Oh to see the sunset in her
Oh to see the in her eyes

And I'd rather be lying by the bow
the clouds go by
Yea I'd rather be anywhere else than tonight
in the city

But through the good things will come
After the the sun
But don't mean much to me
in the city
Oh how I miss those skies

Oh how I miss, oh how I
Oh how I miss those western
Oh how I miss, oh how I
Oh how I miss those skies