Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Brahma Bull

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

You see, I ain't got no outlaws to break
But I'll buy you a 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 the bull in the chute
I'm strappin' my spurs to the of my boots
I looks bull over and to my surprise
Well, a foot and a half in between his two eyes

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

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

Well, he to the left and he lands towards the right
But I ain't no green horn, I'm still sittin'
The dust to foggin' right out of his skin
a wavin' 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 my boots filled with dirt
a makin' a whip 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 help but I had my full

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

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

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

I through that hole and I want you to know
I goin' back to no big rodeo
At a them Brahmas, you can bet I'm all through
I'm sore footin' it back to the Old U