Luyện nghe bài hát The Strawberry Roan

I was hangin' around town, spendin' my time
Out of a job, not earnin' a
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 one", I claim
"Do you to have any bad ones to tame?"
Said, "He's got one, a bad one to
For throwin' riders, he's had lots of luck"

I gets all het up and I ask he pays
To ride this old nag for a couple of
He me ten, I said, "I'm your man
A bronc lived that I couldn't fan"

He said, "Get your saddle, give you a chance"
In his buckboard we and he drives to the ranch
I stayed until mornin' and after chuck
I stepped out to see if this outlaw can

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

Little pin that touch at the tip
A big 44 was on his left hip
U-necked and old with a long, jaw
I could see with one eye, he's a regular

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

He sure is a frog-walker, he heaves a big
He only lacks 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 on a Nickel and give you some change
He hits on all and goes up on high
Leaves me a up there in the sky

I turns over twice and I comes back to
I lights in the the day of his birth
I know there are ponies I cannot ride
There's some of them left, haven't all died

I'll bet all my
The man alive
That'll stay with Old
When he makes his high