Luyện nghe bài hát Dirt And Sweat Cowboy

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

Well, I don't mind riding fences but tractors are wrenches
I ain't never liked and I guess I will
Just 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
Livin' on steak and beans
I ain't to hard to but Mister you better believe
I ain't never had no use for machines

Well, there ain't romancing in old fashioned branding
But Lorrie, it suits me fine
Oh, the dust and the smoke's enough to make a 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 whole day
But I bet if he did some through the hills of old Wyoming
He'd probably about the same way that I do

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

I'm just a
Well, I think I heard a discouraging word
About them rattling, banging, smoking machines