Luyện nghe bài hát The Song Of The Seven Inch Cowboy

I'm a cowboy
With a pair of six guns.
get you ten,
I betcha seen one.
Well I'm a seven inch
How do you be?
And I'm used to people gawking and at me
But I wasn't always so wee
Let me you my story,
You can for free.
For long years,
Now a year for every inch I stand
I've traveled small and lonely down the byways of this giant
Like a country Lilliputian too afraid to stop
I'm at the bottom of the food chain whereas I was at the top.
I wandered on foot, my horse had abandoned me
And every town I come to's like a dream
The other cowboys mocked me and tobacco like meteors
Watching me dodge 'em and at my small squeaky scream
I went to a to get a drink
wouldn't serve me
They stuffed me in a and slid me up and down the bar
And all the barroom gathered round and had their way with me
sang a song both cold and mean
'Cause how women are,
sang,
"A man can pan for gold and strike it rich and be a
Or ride the rodeo and be the one at it anywhere.
Drive a brand new car, be a star
is all that counts, and there you are."
And I'm a cowboy
a tiny pair of six guns
get you ten
I bet you seen one
(Yodeling)
Now as you can imagine, I'd grown bitter
(Although that's the only way in I had grown)
And in seventh year I finally found my transgressor,
The man who had shrunk me, the fiend I'd ever known.
The mad Professor Mentley was his name and I near
I hopped upon his and I grabbed him by the ear
I my little pistols 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 and more like a job
Why if I didn't do it, I'd be an slob
Now I that won't suffice if I'm to set you at ease
But I'm as fast as I can for a man who's down on his knees
And just this passing moment I had a thought, here's I thunk, I thought,
'Where would you be today if you hadn't've
Just nameless cowboy, a mediocre bumpkin
in the sun, skin burnt the color of a pumpkin
Reviled by the ladies, ridiculed by men,
Nothing to set you apart nor would ever have been
Then I along, yes ME, Professor Mentley!
I gave you a gift! (though you grateful evidently)
I plucked you from your average status, I made you
You're a seven-inch cowboy, not a six freak.
From every corner of the globe will come to adore you
will bow and throw their riches before you
You'll be diminutive in stature, but a titan
Because I, your true friend, chose to stand by side."
Now I cogitated on the words Professor Mentley
And I wondered if perhaps he only said 'em 'cause he was
My guns were heavy in my hands, my heart was low
When suddenly old advice came to me soft and slow:
Well my pop me it don't matter where a fella goes
You can through icy straights and misty archipelagoes.
Travel to the moon, orbit every
don't really count and there you are.
And I'm a seven-inch cowboy (seven tall)
With a pair of six guns (That's mighty damn small)
get you ten (For all you bettin' men)
You'll never see one (yeah!)
I guess Professor Mentley had a point I shot him anyway
There's never a gentleman like me and that is safe to say
Well, I've thought long and hard, so hard my brain is numb
Now I say Hollywood (Hollywood!), (Hollywood!)
Hollywood I come!