Luyện nghe bài hát Papa Was A Rodeo

I like your point of view, Mike
I like your questioning
You've made it pretty clear what you
It's fair to tell you now
I see that kiss-me forming
But maybe you should plug it a beer, because

was a rodeo
Mama was a rock'n'roll
I could play and rope a steer
I learned to stand
Home was anywhere diesel gas
was a trucker's hand
Never stuck long enough
For a one night
Before you me you should know
was a rodeo

The reflecting off the mirror ball
like a thousand swirling eyes
They me think I shouldn't be here at all
You know, every minute someone

What are we in this dive bar?
How can you live in a place like
Why don't you get into my car
And I'll take you away, I'll take that now, but

(Boy) Papa was a . . .

And now 55 years later
We've had the romance of the
After all years wrestling gators
I feel like crying when I think of what you said to me

was a rodeo . . .

Before you kiss me you know
Papa was a
a coincidence, your Papa was a rodeo too