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 to ride the horse the one they called the Brute
But he didn't like a cowboy 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 heard
A thousand bucks to the man who could ride this wild cayuse
A meaner horse was born than the one they called the Brute

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

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

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

The Brute's hind end was in the air his end on the ground
Kickin' and a squealin' to shake the stranger down
But the stranger wouldn't give an inch he came to ride the
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 call the Brute
Ridden by a cowboy in a continental

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

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