Luyện nghe bài hát Man With The Big Hat

Stephen

In a bar in
On a sultry day
A cowboy came in off the just to pass the time away
He pulled a stool up to the bar and his hat back on his head
I listened to the stories told to the that cowboy said. He said...

I could you stories 'bout the Indians on the plain
Talk about Fargo and the comin' of the trains
of the slaughter of the buffalo that roamed
Sing a song of settlers, come out for a home

(both)
Now the man with the big hat is
Drink up while the drinking is
Drink up to the cowboys a or a dying
Drink to my and me
Drink to my and me

Well his shirt was and faded
And his hat was wide and
And the pants that once were blue were grey and had a pocket in back
He had a finger missin' the hand that rolled the smoke
He laughed and talked of cowboy life but you knew it no joke, he said....

I seen the day so hot pony could not stand
And if your bag was dry, don't count upon the land
And winters, seen winters when your boots froze in the snow
And your only thought was leavin', but you had to go

Well he rested at the bar, his foot upon the rail
And laughed and talked of times he'd had out on the trail
The was never broken as the words poured from his lips
Quiet as the forty five he carried on his hip, he ...

I rode the cattle drive from here to San
Ten days in the you know, and weary to the bone
I from here to Wichita without a womans' smile
The camp fire I cooked my beans was the only light for miles

Well he another ciggarette, as he turned toward the door
I heard his spurs a jingling as his heels hit the floor
He loosened up his belt a notch, his hat down on his head
As he to say goodby to me this is what he said....

Now the high-lines chase the highways, and the fences the range
And to see a working cowboy, that's a that's mighty strange
But a cowboy's was lonley, and his lot was not the best
But if it hadn't been for men like me, wouldn't be no west.

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