Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy In The Continental Suit

He walked out in the arena all up to the brim
Said he just came down a place called Highland Rim
And he said he came to ride the horse the one they the Brute
But he look like a cowboy in the continental suit

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

The that he was lookin' for was in chute number eight
Walked up very slowly put his upon the gate
We knew he was a purebred when he pulled a sack o'
the inside pocket of his continental suit

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

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

The Brute's hind end was in the air his front end on the
Kickin' and a squealin' tryin' to the stranger down
But the stranger give an inch he came to ride the Brute
He came to ride buckskin in a continental suit

I around to look at Jim but he was watchin' me
Said I don't the crazy things I think I see
But I think I see the outlaw the one they call the
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 stranger took his money and we don't know where he
We know where he came from and we haven't seen him since

The moral of this story judge 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