Luyện nghe bài hát Faster Horses

He was an old cowboy
Don't you
His were sharp as razor blades
His was leather tanned

His toes were pointed
From a on a horse
He was an old
Philosopher of

He was so I swear
You have used him for a whip
He had to a beer
To keep his breeches on his

I I had to ask him
the mysteries of life
He spat between his
And he

"It's horses
women
Older
money"

He smiled and all his
Were covered with tobacco
He said, "It do men no good
To for peace and rain"

"Peace and rain is
A way to say
And chips is all
means to me"

I him I was a poet
I was for the truth
I do not for horses
women or the loot

I I was a writer
My was all on fire
He at me
And he you are a liar

"Son, it's faster
women
Older
money"

Well, I was
If I say the
I him by the collar
And I him to his feet

There was somethin'
And shiny by my head
So I started to
The he said

Well, my days're over
And I'm back to me
As I the peace a
And of reality

If my boy asks me
What it is I have learned
I that
I readily affirm

"Son, it's horses
women
Older
money"

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