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 good one", I
"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 saddle, I'll give you a chance"
In his we hops and he drives to the ranch
I stayed mornin' and right after chuck
I stepped out to see if outlaw can buck

Down in the horse corral, standin'
Is an old Caballo, a Strawberry
His legs are all spavined, got pigeon toes
Little pig eyes and a big Roman

Little pin ears 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
Then I steps on 'im and I the blinds
Get out the way boys, he's gonna

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

He's about the 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 up there in the sky

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

bet all my money
The man ain't
That'll stay Old Strawberry
he makes his high dive