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 Mama me to be
Well I grew up on the ranches just all day long
in them broomtails and hummin' old dirty songs
Whiskey tends to make me high and sad make me cry
And pretty break my heart almost every night
Well I run on beans and nicotine I'm a real live
And my heart's not pure and my boots clean and I never tell the truth

Well if there's anything under my hat the cattle biz
I just can't seem to remember what it is
Yeah my thinkin's kinda crude but my lovin' gets plumb
Them girlies just understand me a snortin' round their flanks
And when I take a nasty I'll cuss until I'm blue
Then I'll get right up and on again just like you're to do
But it ain't I'm so brave all that stuff's just talk
My daddy the reason is I'm dumber than a box of rocks yeah
Whiskey tends to 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
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 one of them there these here yeah