Luyện nghe bài hát Dirt And Sweat Cowboy

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

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

Cause I'm a cowboy, a dirt and sweat cowboy
Livin' on beef steak and
I to hard to please but Mister you better believe
I ain't never had no use for farm

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

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

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

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