Luyện nghe bài hát Rodeo

His eyes are cold and
His have almost healed
And she'd give of Texas
Just to change the way he

She knows his in Tulsa
And she he's gonna go
Well it ain't no woman flesh and
that dang old rodeo

Well bulls and blood, it's dust and mud
the roar of a Sunday crowd, it's the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle he'll win the go 'round
It's and chaps, it's cowboy hats
spurs and latigo, it's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain and they call the thing

She her best to hold him
When his comes to call
But his for it controls him
And her back's against the

And it's So girl I'll see you
it's time for him to go
You know the wants her cowboy
he wants his rodeo

Well it's bulls and blood, it's and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd, the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle, win the next go 'round
It's and chaps, it's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo, it's the ropes and the
And the joy and the pain and they call the thing

drive a cowboy crazy
It'll drive the man
And he'll sell off everything he
to pay to play the game

And a home and some broken bones
Is all he'll have to
For all the years that he chasin'
This dream call rodeo

it's bulls and blood, it's dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd, it's the white in his
The gold in the buckle, win the next go 'round
boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo, the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain and they call the thing

It's the broncs and the
the steers and the mud
And call the thing rodeo