Luyện nghe bài hát The Strawberry Roan

I was hangin' around town, just my time
Out of a job, not a dime
A feller up and he said, "I suppose
You're a bronc from the looks of your 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 gets all het up and I ask what he
To ride this old nag for a of days
He me ten, I said, "I'm your man
A bronc never lived I couldn't fan"

He said, "Get your saddle, I'll you a chance"
In his buckboard we and he drives to the ranch
I stayed until 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 that touch at the tip
A big 44 brand was on his hip
U-necked and old with a long, jaw
I could see with one eye, a regular outlaw

I gets the on 'im and it sure is a fright
comes the saddle 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 wings for to be on the fly
He turns his old belly up to the sun
He sure is a sun-fishin',

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

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

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