Luyện nghe bài hát The Bull Rider

I was sittin' in a one rainy afternoon
Tellin' stories about rodeo and listening to a
Rodeo starts tomorrow in this one town
So took our names and put our entries down

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

I looked on the board and I happened to
My name was on another list I was in the bull
My knees began to knock and my face 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 rope with a bell in the knot
I walked in the arena them other bull ridin' fools
And walked to the chutes and found my bull

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

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

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

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

With his feet on my standin' in place
That old bull blew snot in my face
So damned old bulls
You can run 'em in a

And put your ropes on big galoots
But the closest gonna find me
To their hair
Is to some other fool get flung in the air

Boy, next time I see
I'm break his dang neck
Enter me in the ridin'
Shoot I think I'll enter him in the racing