Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Homestead

Up and down the old
The naked gallops through his head
And although the isn't full
He still the pull.

Out on the floor where the dance
Approaching slowly at a
Here the shadow of his stance
The reins are fallin' his hands.

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

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

Just then the of hoofbeats was heard
And the sky was darkened by a bird
Who flew between the moon
And the naked rider, to a 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 some light to get back to him
Just one should do it all
carve this number on the wall
my beak.

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

Where you been, they said to the first
Get back to the clouds, we're of thirst
There's not time to make that call
ditch this rider, shadow and all.

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

beating across the range
He rode through the night his cup of change
Tired and beaten he fell slumber
But up in the sky still had his number.

Up and the old homestead
The rider gallops through his head
And although the moon full
He feels the pull,
Still the pull.