Luyện nghe bài hát Go Riding Young Cowboy

He stood out in the Cheyenne area dust by the on chute number four
The young cowboys were at him and at the out of date clothes that he wore
Though his trophy was old it told of the glory he surely had seen
And the beard that showed neath his old John B was silver sheen
With a in his lip from his back pocket rip and his faded old denim jeans blue
Where a halo show white a moon in the night
Was a hole where his worn through
He spat in the dust and he cussed as the bull tried to tear down the chute
Then he looked up at me a gleam in his eye
And he placed his old on my boot
He said you'll ride this old bull on your ever day
your hind leg chained to a tree
As I am made to concur the brute here's an old song my old man sang to me
Go young cowboy go winnin' and goin' out boy
let him put you on the ground
Go spur him young cowboy de fur him out boy
Show 'em that Oklahoma bound

Well I marked eighty points and I won me the
The in the stands went plum wild
Well I could see my old just a dancin' a jig
Well I looked up to the Lord and I
I said thanks for my arm and thanks for my luck
And thanks I'm still fit and young
But most of all for them old bulls that buck
For my dad and the song that he
Go young cowboy...

I've been down the road many miles since that day
Things ain't changed much I've begun
I still of my dad when I'm ropin' one up and I sing his song to my son
Go young cowboy...
Go ridin' cowboy...