Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy In The Continental Suit

He walked out in the arena all up to the brim
Said he just down from a place called Highland Rim
And he said he came to the horse the one they called the Brute
But he didn't look like a cowboy in the continental

We snickered at the way he dressed but he said a word
on by the rest of us as if he hadn't heard
A thousand bucks went to the man who could ride this wild
A meaner horse was never than the one they called the Brute

The horse that he was lookin' for was in chute eight
Walked up very put his hand upon the gate
We knew he was a purebred when he a sack o' Deuce
From the inside of his continental suit

He rolled a quirly and he lit it standin' there
Blew himself a smoke ring and he it disappear
We thought he must be crazy as he opened up the
Standin' just inside was fifteen hundred pounds of

The buckskin tried to run him but the stranger was too quick
He aside and threw his arms around the horse's neck
And he himself upon the back of the horse they called the Brute
Sat like he was born in his continental suit

The Brute's end was in the air his front end on the ground
Kickin' and a squealin' to shake the stranger down
But the stranger wouldn't an inch he came to ride the Brute
He came to that buckskin in a continental suit

I turned to look at Jim but he was watchin' me
Said I don't the crazy things I think I see
But I I see the outlaw the one they call the Brute
Ridden by a cowboy in a suit

The Brute came to a ashamed that he'd been rode
By some city cowboy in some clothes
The stranger his money and we don't know where he went
We don't know where he from and we haven't seen him since

The moral of this story never judge by they wear
Underneath some clothes could be a millionaire
So everybody listen don't be by this galoot
Sure enough bronc rider in his suit