Luyện nghe bài hát The Strawberry Roan

I was hangin' around town, just my time
Out of a job, not a dime
A feller steps up and he said, "I
You're a bronc fighter from the of your 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, he's had of luck"

I gets all het up and I ask he pays
To ride old nag for a couple of days
He offered me ten, I said, "I'm man
A bronc never 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 right chuck
I stepped out to see if this outlaw can

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

Little pin ears that at the tip
A big 44 brand was on his hip
U-necked and old a long, lower jaw
I could see with one eye, a regular outlaw

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

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

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

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

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