Luyện nghe bài hát Real Live Buckeroo

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

Well if there's anything under my hat besides the biz
Well I just can't to remember what it is
Yeah my thinkin's kinda but my lovin' gets plumb rank
Them girlies just don't understand me a round their flanks
And when I take a nasty fall I'll until I'm blue
Then I'll get right up and on again just 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 than a box of rocks yeah
tends to make me high...

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