Luyện nghe bài hát Man With The Big Hat

Stephen

In a bar in
On a summer day
A cowboy came in off the road just to pass the time
He pulled a up to the bar and pushed his hat back on his head
I to the stories told to the words that cowboy said. He said...

I could you stories 'bout the Indians on the plain
Talk about Wells 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
up while the drinking is free
Drink up to the a dead or a dying
to my compadres and me
Drink to my and me

Well his shirt was brown and
And his hat was wide and
And the pants that once were blue grey and had a pocket gone in back
He had a finger missin' from the hand that the smoke
He laughed and talked of cowboy life but you it weren't no joke, he said....

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

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

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

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

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

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