Luyện nghe bài hát Born To Follow Rodeo

Faded old wranglers, dusty cowboy hat
Pair of scuffed up boots upon feet's
Can of pork n' beans that you opened your knife
It much but it's all you've got to eat

You think of what your daddy said if your should run low
Just call send your bus fare to come home
But you're just to proud to it and home won't be the same
Now had a taste of rodeo

You set out on the road to your boyhood dreams
To satisfy the hunger in your
You wouldn't turn now even if you could
You were born to rodeo

All money's gone 'cept a twenty dollar bill
But that's fees to enter old Cheyenne
And all in your favor is you and your try
And a deep knawing to win

As you step out on the highway with your up in the air
In your mind a promise has made
If this way of life don't you or you don't starve to death
You you'll be the champion someday

You set out on the road to seek your boyhood
To the hunger in your soul
You wouldn't back now even if you could
You were to follow rodeo

Faded old blue wranglers, cowboy hat
And pair of scuffed up boots upon your
Can of pork n' beans you open with your knife
It ain't much but it's all got to eat