Luyện nghe bài hát Western Skies

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

I'd like to see the sun set behind Saddle
And listen to the wind whisper my
Yeah this world and me fit
One of us is going to to quit
Oh how I miss those skies

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

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

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

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

But through the good things will come
After the the sun
But that don't much to me
in the city
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 miss those western