Luyện nghe bài hát Punk Rock Cowboy

He was never leather and studs but, he liked them all the same
He bought his records a magazine called "Metal, Death, and Pain"
He grew up strong and he up right except in his daddy's eyes
Who said, "Now, son you waste your time with all of them evil lies"

So he was, the first punk rock cowboy
wondering how it would be
To up in the punk rock scene
But, he never, gave up on his punk rock dreams

So he headed off in a whiskey haze to a "Pistol Show"
And all of the sudden there she was standing on the edge of the road
Sweetest he'd ever seen, she calls herself Irene
Later on that cowboy found out she had herself three clit rings

So there he was, the first rock cowboy
Always wondering how it be
To grow up in the rock scene
But, he never, ever gave up on his punk rock

go
go

And if you see him in the crowd, be sure to say hello
You'll miss him in his cowboy hat maybe moshing just
A little too and if you're wondering what he's about ask him
It's plain to see, say, "I'd like to stay and rock 'wit y'all
I love this here punk scene!"

So there he was, the first punk rock
Always how it would be
To grow up in the punk rock scene, oh

But, he never, ever gave up on his punk
No, he never, gave up on his rock
No, he never, gave up on his rock dreams