Luyện nghe bài hát Little Brother

We were just kids up in West Texas
Remember the hell we've
We chased the but we never could catch 'em
Those were our glory

You me cowboy 'cause I drove a pickup
And sang those old songs
We'd buy a of Boone's Farm, wind up all messed up
Where have those years all

Hey little brother, is old cowboy
Best keep your on
'Cause I might get lucky, on the Opry
And dedicate you this song

Well, I hit the highway and never back
You stayed in our old hometown
You a sweet girl down around Austin
Had nine whose eyes are all brown

I hit every barroom from Bakersfield to
Seeking whiskey, and fame
Countin' these white lines sure gets
Someday all know my name

Hey little brother, is old cowboy
keep your radio on
'Cause I get lucky, sing on the Opry
And dedicate you this song

Well, the years come and go and I've sure
nothin' like your best friend
If one thing I know 'til the day that I die
You've got my back, Ben

Hey brother, this is old cowboy
You've got your on
Tonight I got lucky, I'm singin' on the
And I dedicate you this

Yeah, tonight I got lucky, I'm on the Grand Ole Opry
And I dedicate you this