Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy In The Continental Suit

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

Well, he said he came to the horse
The one they 'The Brute'
But he look like a cowboy
In his Suit

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

A bucks went to the man
Who could ride this wild
A meaner horse was born
the one they called 'The Brute'

The horse he was looking for
Was in number eight
He walked up very
Put his upon the gate

We knew he was a
When he pulled his of 'Dukes'
the inside pocket
Of his Continental

Well, he rolled hisself a
And he lit it standing
Blew himself a ring
And he it disappear

We thought he be crazy
When he up the gate
Standing inside was
Fifteen hundred of hate

The Buckskin to run him down
But the was too quick
He aside and threw his arms
Around the horse's

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

'The hind-end was in the air
His front end on the
Kickin' and a-squealin', to
Shake this stranger

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

Well, I turned to look at Jim
And he was me
He said, "I don't
The things I think I see"

"But I think I see the
The one they 'The Brute'
Ridden by a
In a Suit"

'The Brute' came to a
Ashamed that he'd rode
By a city in
Continental clothes

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

The moral of this
judge by what they wear
Underneath ragged clothes
be a millionaire

Everybody
Don't be fooled by galoot
This 'nough bronc buster
In a Continental