Luyện nghe bài hát Cow Town

Donald Swan, he was a
>From a oil family
But he still hard and believed in God
He was a man of
He went to France on
Met a there named Simone
She saw in the eyes of the American guy
And she didn't like to be

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Now it's a cow
a cow town
For Simone
Living on the Buffalo

She packed up all her
For the pioneer
On a note he said, "Forget your coat
There's a chill every ten years"
So they flew in hand to Houston
of Exxon, Gulf and Shell
He said we an income bigger than France
We all think swell

He her French accent
And her of the arts
And she, for one, had fancied
Having a millionaire
So they got up in Dripping Springs
Flew her in from Cannes
She said: "What kind of romance could
My baby France
must be some kind of Don Juan"

Now she about France and the nightlife there
And it's cafes and
Donald, a working, simple man
Likes to see the livestock
And he's not off on business
off checkin' out cows and pigs
And she gets weary on a twelve prairie
at the drilling rigs

Now it's a cow
It's a cow
For Simone
Living on the Bayou