Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy Like Me

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

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

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