Luyện nghe bài hát Coyote

No regrets
We come from such different sets of circumstance
I'm up all in the studios
And you're up on your ranch
You'll be brushing out a brood mare's
While the sun is
And I'll just be getting home my reel to reel
no comprehending
Just how close to the bone and the skin and the
And the you can get
And still so alone
And still related
stations in some relay
You're not a hit and run no no
Racing
You picked up a hitcher
A of the white lines on the freeway

We saw a farmhouse burning
In the of nowhere
In the of the night
And we rolled right that tragedy
we pulled into some road house lights
Where a local was playing
Locals were up and shaking on the floor
And the thing I know
That at my door
He me in a corner and he won't take no
He drags me out on the dance
And we're close and slow
Now he's got a at home
got another woman down the hall
He seems to me anyway
Why'd you have to get so
And me on that way?
You picked up a hitcher
A prisoner of the white on the freeway

I looked a coyote right in the
On the road to Baljennie my old home town
He went running through the whisker
Chasing some prize
And a hawk was with him
Coyote was straight up and making passes
He had same eyes just like yours
Under your glasses
probing the public rooms
And peeking through keyholes in doors
Where the lick their wounds
And take temporary lovers
And their pills and powders to get through this passion play
No Coyote
I just get off up
You just picked up a
A of the white lines on the freeway

in the coffee shop
He's staring a hole in his scrambled
He picks up my scent on his
While watching the waitresses' legs
He's too far from the Bay of
From appaloosas and and tides
And the air cubicles
And the ribbon rides
Are it out so clear
Either he's going to have to and fight
Or off out of here
I tried to run myself
To run away and wrestle my ego
And with flame
You put in this Eskimo
In hitcher
In this
Of the fine white
Of the white lines on the free way