Luyện nghe bài hát Colorado Cool-Aid

Well, I was in this beer joint down in Houston, Texas
Was Colorado Cool-Aid and talkin' to some Mexicans
An' we was that you say?
What's 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 is fine
Yeah, we was havin' ourselves one of them real times

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

Well, he took him a big cold swallow of
And he spit in my Mexican ear
And sure enough that made my buddy mad
That's somethin' he ain't never had

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

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

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

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

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

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

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