Luyện nghe bài hát The Song Of The Seven Inch Cowboy

I'm a seven-inch
a tiny pair of six guns.
get you ten,
I betcha seen one.
Well I'm a seven inch
How do you be?
And I'm to people gawking and a-staring at me
But I wasn't so gol-darned wee
Let me you my story,
You can for free.
For long years,
Now that's a year for every inch I
I've small and lonely down the byways of this giant land
Like a western Lilliputian too afraid to stop
I'm at the bottom of the chain whereas I once was at the top.
I wandered on foot, my had done abandoned me
And town I come to's like a terrible dream
The other cowboys me and spit tobacco like meteors
Watching me 'em and laughing at my small squeaky scream
I went to a saloon to get a
They serve me
They stuffed me in a glass and me up and down the bar
And all the barroom gathered round and had their way with me
They sang a song both cold and
that's how women are,
sang,
"A man can pan for gold and strike it and be a millionaire
Or ride the and be the best one at it anywhere.
Drive a brand new car, be a movie
is all that counts, and there you are."
And I'm a cowboy
With a tiny pair of six
get you ten
I bet you never one
(Yodeling)
Now as you can imagine, I'd grown bitter
(Although that's the only way in I had grown)
And in that year I finally found my transgressor,
The man who had me, the worst fiend I'd ever known.
The mad Professor was his name and I drew near
I hopped upon his shoulder and I him by the ear
I held my little up and I told 'im, "Look a-here!
You me this way, it's time you pay, you gol-darned queer!"
And the said, "Wait! Wait!
Now you me, and I know you
And you know that experiments are just what I do
It's less like a pastime and like a job
Why if I didn't do it, I'd be an slob
Now I know that suffice if I'm to set you at ease
But I'm thinking as fast as I can for a man who's on his knees
And just this passing I had a thought, here's what I thunk, I thought,
would you be today if you hadn't've shrunk?'
Just another nameless cowboy, a bumpkin
Riding in the sun, skin the color of a pumpkin
Reviled by the ladies, ridiculed by men,
to set you apart nor would there ever have been
Then I came along, yes ME, Mentley!
I gave you a gift! (though you weren't evidently)
I plucked you from your status, I made you unique
a seven-inch cowboy, not a six foot freak.
From every of the globe folks will come to adore you
Nations will bow and throw their before you
You'll be diminutive in stature, but a titan
Because I, your friend, chose to stand by your side."
Now I cogitated on the words Mentley shared
And I wondered if perhaps he said 'em 'cause he was scared
My guns were weighin' in my hands, my heart was low
When suddenly some old came to me soft and slow:
Well my pop told me it don't matter a fella goes
You can through icy straights and misty archipelagoes.
Travel to the moon, every star
Size don't really and there you are.
And I'm a seven-inch (seven inches tall)
With a tiny pair of six guns (That's damn small)
get you ten (For all you bettin' men)
You'll see another one (yeah!)
I guess Mentley had a point although I shot him anyway
There's never been a gentleman like me and is safe to say
Well, I've thought real and hard, so hard my brain is numb
Now I say Hollywood (Hollywood!), (Hollywood!)
Hollywood I come!