Luyện nghe bài hát Dirt And Sweat Cowboy

Well Lord, I love ranchin' with it's ropin' and brandin'
But I don't that farmin' at all
It's goodbye for the summer, this haying's sure a
And be back to help you gather in the fall

Well, I don't mind fences but them tractors are wrenches
I ain't never and I guess I never will
give me my horse and saddle or some woolies or some cattle
And turn me loose and let me ride out the hills

Cause I'm just a cowboy, a dirt and sweat
on beef steak and beans
I ain't to hard to please but Mister you believe
I ain't had no use for farm machines

Well, there ain't much romancing in old branding
But Lorrie, it suits me fine
Oh, the dust and the smoke's to make a feller choke
But have you ever had to ride one of them old

Now my grandpa was a farmer, a black land farmer
And he worked with them machines the day through
But I bet if he did some roaming through the of old Wyoming
He'd probably feel the same way that I do

I reckon it's bad fate, I was born a hundred years too, Kate
And they say boy if you want to survive better change
But as as sagebrush grows and that old Powder River flows
be a cowboy till my dyin' day

I'm a cowboy
Well, I think I just heard a discouraging
About rattling, banging, smoking farm machines