Luyện nghe bài hát Blazing Saddles

He a blazing saddle
He wore a shining
His job to offer
To bad men and far

He conquered fear and he hate
He turned our night day
He made his saddle
A torch to the way

When outlaws rule the
And fear fills the
A cry went up for a man guts
To the West in hand

needed a man who was brave and true
With for all as his aim
Then out of the sun rode a man a gun
And Bart was his name, yes, Bart was his