Luyện nghe bài hát Seventeen

When he was years old his mom
him down to the round corral
To watch his dad work the young
They Smokey

Man, did that horse but his old dad, he just sat up there
And him like there's was nothin' to it
And right then the boy gained a whole new for the man
And that day on he knew that
When he grew up he wanted to be a

At seventeen a cowboys' dreams ain't all fences
Once he's 'em ride in old Cheyenne
routine and his old man's schemes
This ain't where his is
But you his daddy understands

noonday comes father and son
Sit down and eat their dinner that big Wyoming sky
His daddy he's gotta let him go
The boy can't be a winner if he don't spread his and fly

And in his mind he's riding bulls down in Las
Soon he'll be on a train that leads to Fe
Sweet voice of echoes down the ages
And calls cowboy on his way

Well, the fencings done and the morning sun finds him packed and
Momma kissed his cheek and then she inside
His old man, well, he shook his hand said, "Son you 'em pretty"
Didn't see the tears that his momma

And in his he's riding bulls down in Las Vegas
Today he's on a train leads to Santa Fe
Sweet voice of echoes down the ages
And calls another on his way