Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy In The Continental Suit

Well, he out in the arena
All up to the brim
Said he'd just came down a place
Called 'Highland

Well, he he came to ride the horse
The one they call 'The
But he look like a cowboy
In his Continental

We snickered at the way he
But he never said a
He walks on by the of us
As if he heard

A thousand bucks to the man
Who could ride this wild
A horse was never born
Than the one they called 'The

The horse he was looking for
Was in chute eight
He walked up slowly
Put his hand the gate

We he was a thoroughbred
When he pulled his sack of
From the inside
Of his Suit

Well, he rolled hisself a
And he lit it there
Blew himself a ring
And he watched it

We he must be crazy
When he up the gate
Standing just was
Fifteen pounds of hate

The tried to run him down
But the was too quick
He stepped and threw his arms
Around the neck

And pulled up on the back
Of the horse they called 'The
Sit like he was born
In his Suit

'The Brute's' was in the air
His end on the ground
and a-squealin', tryin' to
Shake this down

But the stranger didn't an inch
He came to ride 'The
And he to ride the Buckskin
In a Continental

Well, I around to look at Jim
And he was me
He said, "I believe
The crazy things I I see"

"But I think I see the
The one call 'The Brute'
by a cowboy
In a Suit"

'The Brute' came to a
that he'd been rode
By a city in
Some Continental

The stranger his money
And we don't where he went
We don't know where he from
And we haven't seen him

The moral of this
Never judge by what they
some ragged clothes
Could be a

listen
Don't be fooled by this
This sure 'nough bronc
In a Suit