Luyện nghe bài hát Home Frown Western Saturday Night

There's a place out west the Powder River runs off the Big Horn Mountains
And it's way out across the plains
It's a land of red walls blue sky and air
Where the eagle glides above the canyons
And makes his nest in the that overlook the valleys
Where the sagebrush and the cottonwoods
This is ranch country has been for more than one years
things have changed some since the early days
But there's still a of character and tradition
That runs thru from one to the next
You can see it out here the way sit a horse
You can hear it in the way talk
And the work is all done there's nothing they like better
Than to get together at the schoolhouse under the red wall
For another down homegrown western Saturday
Well the calving's all done and the through
Hayin' start for a week or two
There ain't but one thing left to do time to celebrate

One two three
Headin' west out of town on a blacktop road are comin' by the pickup load
For a western good time alamode better along your appetite
Take a right hand turn through the cattle
Park it down in the old yard
Gonna kick up my with my cowboy pards and hold my woman tight
Yippee yi-ay and a hey diddle diddle Ord's on the Ross on the fiddle
Pull down your hat keep your in the middle raise a ruckus tonight
the butterfly to the jitterbug me and my lady's gonna cut a rug
Wild crackin' out that old square mug
On another down home good time homegrown western Saturday

the little kids are playin' tag out back
Someone's peekin' the outhouse crack
And if his mom could see him have a heart attack
And he'd have a hard time down
Now, the young cowboys are to sweat
The teenage girls are playin' to get
And it's driving them but the night's young yet
Give um time they'll around
Yippee and a hey diddle diddle Ord's on the guitar Ross on the fiddle
We come here to party and not and whittle while the moon is shining bright
There's a coyote from the hills above to the harmony of a morning dove
For the couple in the moonlight fallin' in
On another down home good time homegrown western Saturday

Now the midnight supper hit the spot there's beef and pie and coffee in a pot
And if you drank to much tell you what it'll sure get you back on your feet
Well the old couple sitting by the door
Grinin' at the dancin' around the floor
And they remember the way it was years ago how the memories taste so
Yippee yi-ay and a hey diddle diddle Ord's on the guitar it up a little
We come here to party and not spit and from Faded Love to the Cattle Call
The music flows out to the old red wall it'll echo around clear next fall
Well have another down home good time homegrown Saturday night