Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Brahma Bull

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

You see, I got no more outlaws to break
But I'll buy you a and I'll give you a stake
At ridin' bad ones, well, you ain't slow
And you might do some good at the big

they're puttin' the bull 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 foot and a half in between his two

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

I in his middle and I lets out a scream
He comes out with a beller and the rest is a

Well, he to the left and he lands 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' them right under my chin

At sunnin' his belly, he 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 a whip of the tail of my shirt

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

Then he goes to rowin' and weavin' behind
My head went poppin', I sorta blind
He in high divin', I lets out a groan
We went up together but he come 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
here lies a twister 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 sense
So I ran that old bull to the hole in the

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