Luyện nghe bài hát Bucking Machine

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

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

So I pushed through the crowd and I to the man
Who had this here modified garbage 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 a grin
"I'll spur it so hard, its cave in
And the bolts and the screws hold the dang thing
Will fall inside it there and short out its motor"

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

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

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

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

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

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