Luyện nghe bài hát Real Live Buckeroo

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

Well if there's anything under my hat the cattle 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 snortin' their flanks
And I take a nasty fall I'll cuss until I'm blue
Then I'll get right up and on again just like you're to do
But it because I'm so brave all that stuff's just talk
My daddy says the reason is I'm dumber a box of rocks yeah
Whiskey tends to me high...

This song ain't bout no Strawberry or no ram page herd of steers
This is the type of cowboy 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 one of them there
Well this song is just one of them there these yeah