Luyện nghe bài hát Western Skies

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

I'd like to see the sun set behind Mountain
And listen to the wind my name
this world 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
Than sitting in some bar on Street
And I'd rather be walking the high meadow
Than watching the war on my TV

So please you stand in my way
I just got to get out of place
If I waste day
I'm sure the sun will forget my
Oh how I miss those western

Oh to see the in her eyes
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 else than here tonight
in the city

But through the pain good things will
the rain 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 miss those skies
Oh how I miss, oh how I
Oh how I miss those western