Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't The Years, It's The Miles

I walked behind the chute, strapped my to my boots
At that Big in Cheyenne
Feelin' and sore for a ride the day before
And a thousand other since I began

As I climbed up the gate I heard young cowboy sayin'
Well, that ole man ain't ride and I had to smile
I said son it ain't age makes me look this way
It ain't the years boy it's the

It ain't the years that I've that have taken their toll
'Cause been few
If you took all the the draggings and the crashings
You'd probably look the way I do
It's the million miles of road and gettin' snatched and trowed
finally put the cramp in my style
It ain't age that makes me this way, it ain't the years boy it's the miles

Went on and made my only scored a sixty-five
But you what really made my day complete
Was when I looked up just in time to see that young cowboy flyin'
And land in a at my feet

And as the first aid came to haul him I said
"Son you'll be alright in a while"
on his way to findin' out what it's all about
It the years boy it's the miles

It ain't the years I've known that've taken their toll
Cause they've few
If you took all the mashings the draggings and the
You'd probably the same way I do
It's the miles of road and gettin' snatched around and trowed
That put the cramp in my style
It ain't age that makes me look this way it ain't the years boy it's the
It ain't age that makes me look this way it ain't the years boy it's the