Luyện nghe bài hát Good Ride Cowboy

From the of Kaycee, Wyoming,
Where life's and wild
Came a Air Force brat, in a hat
And that Copenhagen

And from buckin' broncs to tonks
He always sang a song
We were much to young, too much fun
As we all sang

And we sang Life's a
There's only one way gonna get through it
When she starts to twist, be like Chris
Pull your hat down tight, and LeDoux it
When whistle blows, and the crowd explodes
And pickup-men are at your side
tell you "Good ride, cowboy, good ride"

(Take a ride)

Well gold to gold records
Once again he was spinnin'
the whole world on, and he turned us on
To that Western

And bareback jack to this cowboy's hat
The songs were than his pain
He would not slow down, from to town
Like children running the rain

And he sang Life's a
There's only one way gonna get through it
When she starts to twist, be like Chris
Pull your hat down tight, and just it
When that whistle blows, and that crowd
And pickup-men are at your side
They tell you "Good ride, cowboy, ride"

We sang a Highway
There's only one way you're get through it (yeah!)
When she starts to twist, be more Chris
Pull your hat down ("let me have it!"), and just LeDoux it
When that whistle blows, and crowd explodes
And them pickup-men are at side
They tell you "Good ride, cowboy, ride"

Then he crossed River Jordan
With St. Peter on the side
Singin' "Good ride, cowboy, ride"
Say "Good ride, cowboy, ride!"