Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy In The Continental Suit

Well, he walks out in the
All dressed up to the
Said he'd came down from a place
Called 'Highland

Well, he he came to ride the horse
The one they call 'The
But he didn't look a cowboy
In his Continental

We at the way he dressed
But he never said a
He walks on by the of us
As if he hadn't

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

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

We knew he was a
When he his sack of 'Dukes'
From the pocket
Of his Continental

Well, he rolled a 'Corley'
And he lit it there
Blew a smoke ring
And he it disappear

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

The Buckskin tried to run him
But the stranger was too
He stepped aside and threw his
Around the horse's

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

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

But the stranger give an inch
He came to ride Brute'
And he came to ride the
In a Suit

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

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

'The Brute' to a stand-still
Ashamed he'd been rode
By a cowboy in
Some Continental

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

The moral of story
judge by what they wear
Underneath some ragged
be a millionaire

Everybody
be fooled by this galoot
This sure bronc buster
In a Suit