Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Bahama Bull

I was snappin out at the Old Flyin' U
At fourty a month a good buckaroo
Well the boss around and he says
Hey my lad well you look good ridin' horses that's bad
You see, I in't got no outlaws to break
But I'll buy you a ticket and you a stake
At ridin' them bad ones you ain't slow
And you do some good at the big rodeo

they're puttin' the bull in the chute
I'm my spurs to the heels of my boots
I looks that bull and to my suprise
Well he's a foot and a in between his two eyes
On top of his shoulders got a big hump
I in his middle and I lets out a scream
He comes out with a and the rest is a dream

Well he jumps to the and jumps towards the right
But I ain't no green horn I'm still tight
The dust starts to right out of his skin
a wavin' them horns right under my chin
At his belly he couldn't be beat
He's showin' the buzzards the of his feet
He's a dippin' so low my boots filled with dirt
He's a makin' a whip of the tail of my

He's the buttons right off of my clothes
a buckin' and a bawlin' and a blowin' his nose
The crowd starts to cheerin' me and that bull
Well he no help but I had my hands full
he went to fence rowin' and a weavin behind
My went poppin' I sorta went blind
He starts in divin' I lets out a groan
We went up but he came back alone

Up high I turns over and I can see
He's a pawin' up dirt just a for me
I can picture a grave and a big of wood
Sayin' lies a twister who thought he was good
I somethin' don't seem can be true
But the brand on his hip was a big U
When I landed he charged but I got sense
So I ran old bull to the hole in the fence

I dives that hole and I want you to know
I ain't goin' to no big rodeo
At a straddlin' them you can bet I'm all through
So I'm sore footin' it back to the old U