Luyện nghe bài hát Bucking Machine

I've rode lots of and I've won a few shows
Ridin' broncs at the big old
But the dang-dest contraption that I've seen
Is that bucket of bots a bucking machine

The kids they were all up to give the thing a go
And when I first saw it, Lord, it looked slow
It jumped and it kicked and then it turned and twirled
I got to thinking I'll give it a whirl

So I pushed through the crowd and I to the man
Who had invented this here modified can
I said, "I'm a twister and one of the
I'm a of the world, boys, I must confess"

"I'll bet you a hundred", I said with a
"I'll spur it so hard, its cave in
And the bolts and the screws the dang thing together
Will fall down it there and short out its motor"

Well, the man he said, "Son, take that bet
And I won't turn it on you think that you're set"
So I got my riggin' and I cinched it on
Then I to old Sam, "Go ahead and turn it on"

Well, it rattled and it groaned it started to move
I spurred it every jump and, Lord, it mighty smooth
The rubber was a flyin' right off of its old neck
And the tin underneath it was to crack

I looked at the man and I to say
"I'll win me that 'fore the end of the day"
Then he grabbed the big ol' with a little sly grin
it up to high gear and locked it right on in

With a snatch and a and a sharp stabbin' pain
I felt like a hobo tied to an old freight
My head, it to poppin' and I saw all the stars
The Big Dipper, the Milky Way and the planet they Mars

The thing I knew I was right there on the ground
Just about thirty away from that laughin' crowd
So I payed up my and I limped on away
And the words the man I still remember today

So you're a wolf of the world and a tough twister
Well, listen real close to some advise, mister
Keep a ridin' them old broncs if you're feeling mean
But you'd better keep clear of Sam's bucking