Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy Like Me

Just barely eighteen when the Great War was
Ridin' and fighin' was all that I
Hard life and was all that I seen
Ridin' hell bend for in search of a dream
I rode drag on a up the old Chisum trail
Straight through Oklahoma to City's jail
My dusty wages played out way too soon
On whisky and Keno at the Branch Saloon
All I have is my stories to tell
Heavens too far and I'm plumb of hell
Nobody wants pain and misery
But there still are who think they could be a cowboy like me

I one lonely winter in an old line shack
beans in my belly rain on my back
A ration of coffee and a mountain of
With cattle to to at forty below
And it's back for the round up in or May
You up the calf's boys and you cut out the strays
And you might touch a woman before the summer ends
Then its back to the line shack and do it all
And all I left...

I've given some bad guys a way to go
I busted my bones in them old time
I might stretched truth Lord but I've never lied
Can't you tell I'm a cowboy by the on my side
But I rode with Younger and New Jesse James
Me and old Wyatt use to on the range
And men all sir to my Colt 45
And I was with the night that he died
All I left...