Luyện nghe bài hát The Strawberry Roan

I was hangin' around town, just spendin' my
Out of a job, not a dime
A feller up and he said, "I suppose
You're a bronc fighter from the looks of clothes"

"You figures me right, I'm a good one", I
"Do you happen to have any bad to tame?"
Said, "He's got one, a bad one to
For throwin' riders, he's had lots of luck"

I all het up and I ask what he pays
To ride this old nag for a of days
He offered me ten, I said, "I'm man
A bronc never that I couldn't fan"

He said, "Get saddle, I'll give you a chance"
In his buckboard we hops and he to the ranch
I stayed until mornin' and right chuck
I stepped out to see if outlaw can buck

Down in the horse corral, alone
Is an old Caballo, a Roan
His are all spavined, he's got pigeon toes
Little pig eyes and a big nose

Little pin ears touch at the tip
A big 44 was on his left hip
and old with a long, lower jaw
I see with one eye, he's a regular outlaw

I the blinds on 'im and it sure is a fright
Next comes the and I screws it down tight
Then I on 'im and I raises the blinds
Get out the way boys, he's unwind

He is a frog-walker, he heaves a big sigh
He lacks wings for to be on the fly
He his old belly right up to the sun
He sure is a sun-fishin',

about the worst bucker I've seen on the range
He'll turn on a and give you some change
He hits on all and goes up on high
Leaves me a spinnin' up in the sky

I over twice and I comes back to earth
I lights in the cussin' the day of his
I know there are that I cannot ride
There's some of them left, they haven't all

I'll bet all my
The man ain't
That'll with Old Strawberry
When he makes his high