Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy In The Continental Suit

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

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

The horse that he was for was in chute number eight
Walked up very slowly put his hand the gate
We knew he was a when he pulled a sack o' Deuce
From the inside pocket of his continental

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

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

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

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

The moral of this story never by what they wear
Underneath some ragged clothes be a millionaire
So everybody don't be fooled by this galoot
Sure enough bronc in his continental suit