Luyện nghe bài hát The Bull Rider

I was in a bar-room one rainy afternoon
stories about rodeo and listening to a tune
Rodeo starts tomorrow in this one town
So Bill took our names and put our entries

I went to the the next day to see
What bareback I had and pay me fees
I looked on the list but my name wasn't
I thought might have forgot to put me down

I looked on the board and I happened to
My name was on another list I was in the bull
My began to knock and my face began to sweat
And I heaved and on the rodeo office steps

I may be a fool but a coward I'm not
So I borrowed a bull rope with a in the knot
I walked in the arena with them other bull ridin'
And down to the chutes and found my bull

Then I put my rope in the middle of his
And had some cowboy out the slack
And then I wrapped the tail around my hand and back and
"Boy's open the gate, just a little crack"

Well the bull hit the gate his head
And I see over his hump that his eyes was red
He bailed out of there with a big and beller
And something inside of me told me I was

Well the dust and hairs and from off his hump
It whisk to my nose as he made another
And the stink of it all was than I could stand
So I jerked my and opened my hand

Well he jumped in the air and made one more
And as the rope through my hand it sure did burn
He me down in a great big heap
And right in the middle of me he did

With his feet on my belly in place
That dirty old bull blew in my face
So them damned old
You can run 'em in a

And put ropes on them big galoots
But the closest you're find me
To their stinkin'
Is to help other fool get flung in the air

Boy, next time I see
I'm gonna break his dang
me in the bull ridin'
Shoot I think I'll enter him in the barrel