Luyện nghe bài hát Colorado Cool-Aid

Well, I was sittin' in this beer joint down in Houston,
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 from a mountain stream
It'll set you on fire an' make your kidneys scream
Oh, it sure is
Yeah, we was havin' one of them real good times

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

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

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

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

He said, "Now big man, you get the urge to a little beer
"Just open up your hand there and spit it in own ear
be no trouble that way", that's what I heard him say

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

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

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

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