Luyện nghe bài hát Real Live Buckeroo

Well I ain't the type of cowboy you'll see on TV
I wasn't near as pretty as wanted me to be
Well I up on the ranches just cussin' all day long
Breakin' in them broomtails and hummin' old dirty
Whiskey tends to make me and sad songs make me cry
And pretty women break my heart almost every
Well I run on beans and nicotine I'm a real buckeroo
And my heart's not pure and my boots ain't clean and I tell the truth

Well if there's anything under my hat besides the biz
I just can't seem to remember what it is
Yeah my thinkin's kinda but my lovin' gets plumb rank
girlies just don't understand me a snortin' round their flanks
And when I take a nasty fall cuss until I'm blue
Then I'll get right up and on again like you're s'posed to do
But it ain't because I'm so brave all that just talk
My daddy says the reason is I'm dumber than a box of rocks
tends to make me high...

This song ain't bout no Strawberry Roan or no ram page of steers
This is just the type of cowboy song that you don't like to hear
song ain't got no message and won't feel perty in yer ear
This is just one of them there
Well this song is one of them there these here yeah