Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Brahma Bull

I was snappin' out broncs at the Old U
At forty a month a good buckaroo
Well, the boss comes and he says, hey my lad
Well, you look good ridin' horses that's bad

You see, I ain't got no more outlaws to
But I'll buy you a ticket and give you a stake
At them bad ones, well, you ain't slow
And you might do 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 over and to my
Well, a foot and a half in between his two eyes

On top of his shoulders, got a big hump

I lands in his middle and I out a scream
He comes out with a and the rest is a dream

Well, he jumps to the and he lands towards the right
But I ain't no green horn, I'm sittin' tight
The starts to foggin' right out of his skin
He's a them horns right under my chin

At sunnin' his belly, he be beat
He's a showin' the buzzards the of his feet
He's a dippin' so low that my boots filled with
He's a a whip of the tail of my shirt

a snappin' the buttons right off of my clothes
He's a buckin' and a and a blowin' his nose
The crowd starts to both me and that bull
Well, he needed no help but I had my hands

he goes to fence rowin' and weavin' behind
My head went poppin', I went blind
He starts in high divin', I out a groan
We went up together but he come 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' here lies a twister who thought he was

I notices somethin' seem can be true
But the brand on his hip was a Big U
When I landed, he but I got enough sense
So I ran that old bull to the in the fence

I dives through hole and I want you to know
I ain't back to no big rodeo
At a them Brahmas, you can bet I'm all through
I'm sore it back to the Old Flyin' U