Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy In The Continental Suit

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

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

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

A thousand went to the man
Who ride this wild cayuse
A meaner horse was never
Than the one they 'The Brute'

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

We he was a thoroughbred
When he pulled his of 'Dukes'
From the pocket
Of his Continental

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

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

The Buckskin to run him down
But the stranger was too
He stepped and threw his arms
the horse's neck

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

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

But the stranger didn't an inch
He came to ride Brute'
And he came to ride the
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 I see the outlaw
The one they call Brute'
Ridden by a
In a Suit"

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

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 this
Never judge by they wear
some ragged clothes
Could be a

listen
Don't be fooled by galoot
This sure 'nough bronc
In a Continental