Luyện nghe bài hát Saddle Tramp

Well you pass the pipe and you all get high
You never stop and wonder why
Maybe it's because you die
Maybe it's the way things have to be

Well you up late and you drink too damn much whiskey
You know that sort of thing is kind of
Maybe it's just you like to feel frisky
Maybe just because you like to feel free

Saddle tramp, how many watch you ridin' by?
Like a thunder cloud floats across the Arizona sky
And wonder if they're at a mighty happy man
Or just a lonely breeze that drifts across the endless desert

Well it's gettin' cold in Readosa
ain't gettin' any closer
One more drink, one more of poker
'Cause a fool and his money's gonna to part

You're too proud to ever your sorrow
You don't and you won't beg or borrow
You may be here today but gone tomorrow
ain't no strings on your boot heels or your heart

Saddle tramp, how many people watch you away?
Wonder why you never promise to back some day
Maybe thinkin' you holdin' all the pieces in your hand
Or are they through your fingers like the endless desert sand?