Luyện nghe bài hát Sweetheart of the Trailride

(written by J. Cowan)

She's the of the trailride,
a country western queen.
She makes the to all the rodeos.
All the know her name,
each took her out one time.
She'll dance all night if you'll buy the wine.

She's to love a few times,
one it was me.
But it something she just can't feel.
All the hall owners know her,
and glad to see her come.
Stag women help put in the till

See her heart's older,
though her still looks the same.
The scars are on the inside, you see?
She'll smile and you gently,
and let you take her home,
but when you're finished, her home to me.

Tight western clothes
and shiny hair,
a picture when the lights are dim.
But in the of the morning the
cowboy always away.
Hard to tell more ashamed, him or her?

And I care what your name is,
and I don't want to see face.
I gave up for her long ago.
But have pity on me, save that pity for yourself,
there's things about her friend that you don't know!

See her growing older,
though her still looks the same.
The scars are on the inside, you see?
She'll and hold you gently,
and let you take her home,
but when you're finished, her home to me.
Yeah, when you're finished, please her home to me!