Luyện nghe bài hát Western Skies

And I'd rather be walking the tall pine trees
High up above Louise
And I'd rather be chasing shooting stars
Than waiting for this 503 TTC

I'd like to see the sun set behind Saddle
And to the wind whisper my name
this world and me don't fit
One of us is to have to quit
Oh how I miss western skies

And I'd rather be in the Rocky Mountains
sitting in some 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 place
If I another day
I'm sure the sun will forget my
Oh how I those western skies

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

And I'd rather be by the bow river
Watching the go by
Yea I'd rather be else than here tonight
Stuck in the

But through the pain good will come
the rain the sun
But that 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 miss western skies