Luyện nghe bài hát The Bull Rider

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

I went to the the next day to see
What bareback I had and pay me fees
I on the list but my name wasn't found
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 ridin'
My knees began to knock and my began to sweat
And I heaved and on the rodeo office steps

Well I may be a fool but a I'm not
So I borrowed a bull with a bell in the knot
I walked in the arena with them other ridin' fools
And down 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 wrapped the around my hand and back and said
"Boy's open the gate, 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 a big snort and beller
And inside of me told me I was yeller

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

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

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

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

Boy, next I see Bill
I'm gonna his dang neck
Enter me in the ridin'
Shoot I think enter him in the barrel racing