Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Brahma Bull

I was out broncs at the Old Flyin' U
At forty a month a plum good
Well, the comes around and he says, hey my lad
Well, you look pretty good ridin' horses bad

You see, I got no more outlaws to break
But buy you a ticket and I'll give you a stake
At ridin' them bad ones, well, you slow
And you might do good at the big rodeo

While they're puttin' the bull in the
I'm my spurs to the heels of my boots
I looks that over and to my surprise
Well, he's a foot and a half in his two eyes

On top of his shoulders, he's got a big

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

Well, he jumps to the left and he towards the right
But I no green horn, I'm still sittin' tight
The dust starts to foggin' out of his skin
He's a wavin' them horns under my chin

At his belly, he couldn't be beat
He's a showin' the the soles of his feet
He's a dippin' so low that my boots filled with
He's a makin' a whip of the of my shirt

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

Then he goes to fence rowin' and behind
My head poppin', I sorta went blind
He in high divin', I lets out a groan
We up together but he come back alone

Up high I turns over and I can see
a pawin' up dirt just a waitin' for me
I can a grave and a big slab of wood
Sayin' here lies a who thought he was good

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

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