Luyện nghe bài hát Western Skies

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

I'd like to see the sun set behind Mountain
And listen to the whisper my name
Yeah world and me don't fit
One of us is going to have to
Oh how I those western skies

And I'd rather be in the Rocky Mountains
sitting in some bar on Queen Street
And I'd rather be walking through the meadow
watching the latest war on my TV

So don't you stand in my way
I just got to get out of place
If I waste day
I'm sure the sun forget my name
Oh how I miss those skies

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

And I'd be lying by the bow river
Watching the go by
Yea I'd be anywhere else than here tonight
in the city

But the pain good things will come
After the the sun
But don't mean much to me
Stuck in the
Oh how I miss western skies

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