Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Brahma Bull

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

You see, I ain't got no more 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 some at the big rodeo

While they're puttin' the in the chute
I'm strappin' my spurs to the heels of my
I looks that over and to my surprise
Well, he's a 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 a beller and the rest is a dream

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

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

He's a snappin' the 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 needed no but I had my hands full

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

Up I turns over and below I can see
He's a up dirt just a waitin' for me
I can picture a and a big slab of wood
here lies a twister who thought he was good

I notices 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 that old to the hole in the fence

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