Luyện nghe bài hát Ol Snake

The parson out one hot afternoon
Us cowboys laying around
He said boys I've come out here to make a deal
It's a good one that you won't down

Now I'll the meanest bronc here on this place
Stay with him 'till he no more
If next Sunday morning I'll you in church
Singing and praising The

Well it take long and we all agreed
We'd be there sunshire or rain
Cause we had a one that had never been rode
An old fleabitten we called Snake

Ol snake was a bad one he'd kick and he'd
That's how he come by his
He'd fight you and buck and give up
We all knew he'd never be

We roped him out and him up
him up tight to the post
The parson climbed on him and pulled his hat
Said boys now let him go

Ol Snake the earth he chinned the moon
He was diving, and mad
But through it all the parson set
He was to him and he said

Now ol bronc a tough one but I won't be thrown
I've got The Lord on my side
So you quit having your fit
We'll go out on the and ride

Ol Snake finally and hung his old head
The parson stepped down off his
Said I'll see you boys Sunday in church
Praise The Lord for a good horse that

Now on Sunday you'll find us in church
Praising The as we sing
Ol Snake is under the shade tree outside
CAUSE THE TOP HORSE IN MY STRING
NOW THE TOP HORSE IN MY STRING

Pistol Hill Music ASCAP