Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Bahama Bull

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

While puttin' the bull in the chute
I'm strappin' my spurs to the heels of my
I looks that over and to my suprise
Well he's a foot and a half in his two eyes
On top of his he's got a big hump
I in his middle and I lets out a scream
He comes out with a beller and the rest is a

Well he jumps to the left and towards the right
But I ain't no horn I'm still sittin' tight
The dust to foggin' right out of his skin
He's a wavin' horns right under my chin
At sunnin' his belly he be beat
He's showin' the buzzards the soles of his
He's a dippin' so low that my boots filled dirt
a makin' a whip of the tail of my shirt

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

Up high I turns and below I can see
a pawin' up dirt just a waitin' for me
I can picture a and a big slab of wood
Sayin' here lies a twister who he was good
I notices somethin' don't seem can be
But the brand on his hip was a big U
When I he charged but I got enough sense
So I ran that old bull to the in the fence

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