Luyện nghe bài hát Seventeen

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

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

At seventeen a cowboys' dreams ain't all fixin'
Once he's seen 'em ride in old
Ranch routine and his old man's
This ain't where his is
But you know his daddy

When comes father and son
Sit down and eat their dinner beneath 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 riding bulls down in Las Vegas
Soon he'll be on a train that to Santa Fe
Sweet voice of freedom echoes the ages
And another cowboy on his way

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

And in his mind he's riding down in Las Vegas
Today he's on a train that to Santa Fe
Sweet voice of freedom down the ages
And calls cowboy on his way