Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Homestead

Up and down the old
The naked rider through his head
And although the moon full
He still the pull.

Out on the where the cowboys dance
Approaching at a glance
Here comes the shadow of his
The are fallin' from his hands.

Why do you that crazy horse?
Inquires the shadow little remorse
Just then a priest down the stairs
With a of dreams and old nightmares.

Who are you, the says
You dress in but you talk like a fed
You ideas from books that you read
Don't you care about this head?

Just the sound of hoofbeats was heard
And the sky was darkened by a bird
Who between the unfulfilled moon
And the rider, to a telephone booth.

call the moon and see what's up
I've got some in this little tin cup
say that the shadow is growin' dim
And we need light to get back to him
Just one should do it all
I'll carve number on the wall
my beak.

Flying feathers all around
The air was filled a ringing sound.
Two more birds, the and the third
down from the sky to deliver the word.

Where have you been, said to the first
Get back to the clouds, dying of thirst
There's not enough time to make that
Let's ditch this rider, and all.

The sky was filled with the birds
Still on the some crying was heard
his dime in his hand and his hand on the dial
His ears were as he forced a smile.

Hoofbeats beating the range
He rode through the with his cup of change
Tired and beaten he fell slumber
But up in the sky they had his number.

Up and down the old
The naked rider through his head
And although the moon isn't
He still the pull,
Still the pull.