Luyện nghe bài hát Real Live Buckeroo

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

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

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