Luyện nghe bài hát Colorado Cool-Aid

Well, I was sittin' in beer joint down in Houston, Texas
Was drinkin' Colorado and talkin' to some Mexicans
An' we was what's you say?
Colorado Cool-Aid?

Well, it's a can of Coors brewed a mountain stream
It'll set you head on an' make your kidneys scream
Oh, it sure is
Yeah, we was ourselves one of them real good times

But you know every joint that you've ever been in
Some big, mean drunk who just ain't got no
Sure enough, he wants to
Yeah, he's gonna whip everything in

Well, he took him a big cold of beer
And he in my Mexican friends ear
And enough that made my buddy real mad
somethin' like he ain't never had

Well, Sir, he out a big, long switch blade knife
Quick as a he began to slice
And that big mean drunk back, his face full of tears
Lookin' down at the floor, an' one of his

Ha, he cut thing off even with the sideburns
You might say the Mexican fella, he just didn't give a durn
But he was a gentleman it
An' bent and with a half way grin
it up and handed it back to him

He said, "Now big man, you get the urge to a little beer
"Just open up your hand and spit it in your own ear
Won't be no that way", that's what I heard him say

And I said, "Barmaid, set us up a round of that Colorado
An while you're up there, bring this big here, a box of Bandaids"

Now let me tell you if you're ever ridin' down in south of
Decide to stop an' some Colorado Cool-Aid
An' maybe to some Mexicans
An' you get the urge to get a tough
Better make damn sure you got knife proof ear-muff

Hey, ain't right, big man? I said ain't that right big man?
Ah, hell he can't hear, not on side anyway, he ain't got no ear

Hey barmaid, bring us all a big, glass of that Colorado Cool-Aid
How it?
How you doin', big man? Still got your ear there in hand?