Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy in The Jungle

Cowboy in the
By: jimmy

There's a in the jungle
And he so out of place
With his shrimpskin boots and his cheap
And his skin as white as

Headin' to paraguay
Where the gauchos sing and
Now stuck in porto bello
Since his all ran out
So he out with the sailors
Night and day they're raisin'
And his original just another
Story he loves to tell

With no for the future
He still in control
From a ride to a ten foot tide
He just had to to roll

Roll with the
Play all of his
Make the best of whatever his way
he lacked in ambition
He up with intuition
Plowing ahead come what may

band in the distance
And their floats across the bay
While women in moomoos
about all the things they did today
And their husbands about fishing
As they slug those rum down
Discussing who caught and who sat on his butt
But it's the show in town.

They're tryin' to drink all the
They all may lose their
to cram lost years into five or six days
Seems that blind erased their intuition
Plowin' straight ahead come may.

I don't to live on that kind of island
No I don't want to in a roped off sea
Too much for me, too for me
got to be where the wind and the water are free.

Alone on a passage
I can count the stars
the southern cross and the satellites
They remind me of we are
around in circles
it day to day
And still twenty four hours may be sixty good
It's still not that a stay.

We've gotta with the punches
to play all of our hunches
Makin' the best of whatever comes way
that blind ambition
And learn to trust your
Plowin' straight ahead come may
And there's a in the jungle