Luyện nghe bài hát Buffalo Skinners

Come all you old time
And listen to my
do not grow weary
I'll not detain you

Concerning some wild
Who did to go
the summer pleasant
On the of the buffalo

I found myself in
In the of '83
When a well famous drover
Come up to me

Said, "How do you do, young
Well, how would you to go
And spend the summer
On the of the buffalo?"

Well, I out of work right then
To the I did say
"Going out on the buffalo
on the pay"

If you will pay good
And to and fro
I think I go with you
On the hunt of the

Of course pay good wages
And too
If you agree to work for me
Until the through

But if you do get
And you try to run
You starve to death
Out on the trail and also your pay

Well with all his flattering
He signed up a train
10 or 12 in number
Some able men

Our trip it was a one
As we hit the Westward
we crossed Old Boggy Creek
In Old New

our pleasures ended
And our troubles all
A storm hit us
And the cattle run

Got all of stickers
From the cactus did not grow
And the outlaws
To pick us off in the hills of

Well, our working season
And the drover not pay
If you had not too much
You are all in to me

But the cowboys had heard
Such a as a bankrupt law
So we left drover's bones to bleach
On the of the buffalo