Luyện nghe bài hát The Strawberry Roan

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

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

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

He said, "Get your saddle, I'll you a chance"
In his we hops and he drives to the ranch
I stayed until mornin' and right after
I out to see if this outlaw can buck

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

Little pin ears that 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 blinds on 'im and it is a fright
comes the saddle and I screws it down tight
Then I steps on 'im and I raises the
Get out the way boys, gonna unwind

He sure is a frog-walker, he heaves a big
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 bucker I've on the range
He'll turn on a Nickel and give you some
He hits on all and goes up on high
me a spinnin' up there in the sky

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

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