Luyện nghe bài hát A Cowboy Was Born

She was holding her and he attempted a prayer
And he was cussing the dust up in the air
'cause the old cattle trail, well, it weren't
For a to draw its first breath

And the unbroken West, well, it was no to live
'cause it was to survive and it was Hell if you did
So he entered this world a pair of clenched fists
And the and last tears he'd shed

And the lowed him a welcome
As a new voice from the buckboard
And the Irish, sang sad and lonely
they knew a cowboy was born

Well, the Berry closed in and a century
The settlers plowed the tall prairie grass
And the cow town's died off in a world changing
But the wind the spirit alive

'cause a young boy in Kansas, he a breeze one day
And in a rush, he was fighting for eight
He saw it all so through the dirt on his face
He he was born to ride

And the long lost heir to the saddle found his way back home
As he up his hat, well, the crowd cheered
'cause knew a cowboy was born
Yeah, that day a was born

From the heroes in the bright lights of
Through the poets of the sage and
A proud legacy of a nation, thank God, the was born
Yeah, thank God, the cowboy was