Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy In The Continental Suit

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

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

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

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

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

The hind 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 give an inch he to ride the Brute
He to ride that buckskin in a continental suit

I turned around to 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 the Brute
by a cowboy in a continental suit

The Brute came to a ashamed that he'd been rode
By some cowboy in some continental 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 what wear
Underneath some ragged clothes could be a
So listen don't be fooled by this galoot
enough bronc rider in his continental suit