Luyện nghe bài hát The Strawberry Roan

I was hangin' town, just spendin' my time
Out of a job, not earnin' a
A feller steps up and he said, "I
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 never lived that I couldn't fan"

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

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

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 outlaw

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

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

He's about the worst I've seen on the range
He'll turn on a Nickel and you some change
He on all fours and goes up on high
Leaves me a up there in the sky

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

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