Luyện nghe bài hát Real Live Buckeroo

Well I ain't the of cowboy that you'll see on TV
I wasn't near as as Mama wanted me to be
Well I grew up on the just cussin' all day long
Breakin' in them broomtails and old dirty songs
Whiskey tends to me high and sad songs make me cry
And pretty women break my almost every night
Well I run on beans and nicotine I'm a live buckeroo
And my heart's not and my boots ain't clean and I never tell the truth

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

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