Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy In The Continental Suit

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

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

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

He rolled himself a quirly and he lit it there
Blew himself a smoke ring and he watched it
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 but the stranger was too quick
He stepped 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 there in his 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 wouldn't an inch he came to ride the Brute
He came to ride buckskin in a continental suit

I turned to look at Jim but he was watchin' me
Said I don't believe the crazy 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 ashamed that he'd been rode
By some city cowboy in some continental
The stranger took his and we don't know where he went
We don't know he came from and we haven't seen him since

The moral of this story judge by what they wear
some ragged clothes could be a millionaire
So everybody don't be fooled by this galoot
enough bronc rider in his continental suit