Luyện nghe bài hát Real Thing

His are old and tattered
His Stetson has seen it's days
His hands are and calloused
And left of his hair is turning gray

He ain't as and handsome
As cowboys up on the screen or in a magazine
He ain't no coke a cowboy
He's the thing

He rides across the
Out the wild wind blows
And he works his cattle
Just a hundred years ago

Sittin' tall in the
Lord, he just like a king
Mm, he no Coca Cola cowboy
He's the real

a woman that loves him
And she knows what love's all about
She's cooked his meals, washed his
And raised the and learned to go without

And if she do it over
Heavens knows she wouldn't a thing, not a sing thing
Her her in shining armor and she loves him
'Cause he's the real

He rides across the
Out where the wind blows
And he still his cattle
Just a hundred years ago

Sittin' in the saddle
Lord, he feels just like a
Mm, he no Coca Cola cowboy
He's the thing

Naw he ain't no cowboy
He's the thing