Luyện nghe bài hát Good Ol' Mikey Burns

The green grass grows the red rocks rise
And the goats stick to the mountain sides
But the van broke with a crick-crack sound
So we sat on the of the road in Montana

A dirty old hid beneath a tree
While the was unleashed to keep us company
Then the tow truck arrived and the journey
As we down the road for Cut Bank, Montana

We rolled into a town streets full of bears
And arrangements were made for repairs
heard the good word as we were referred
To the only rental shop in Cut Bank,

We waddled on to a Loony Tune motel
With at the door to deter the clientele
But we were in by the mob's kingpin
Who was good ol' Mikey Burns, Thief of Montana

Mikey has got a Chevrolet Venture
Burns has got your ticket for adventure
He said you're a-pressed with a policeman's concerns
Just tell 'em you borrowed it from good ol' Mikey

We were led into his slash living room
Enshrouded by an aura of doom
And where ate his meals he also did his business deals
Right there in his home in Cut Bank,

We to haggle down but we were fools
This was Mikey Burns' town with Mikey Burns'
So we heeded his and paid the list price
And our minivan snarled west on 2 in

It soon became that we had sold our souls
To the only man eligible in all the
The king of the town, the cock of the
Ol' Burns in Cut Bank, Montana

The sun comes up and the moon goes
And the casino bars open all the town
And Mikey Burns laughs all the way to the
Cuz you can't a crank up in Cut Bank, Montana