Luyện nghe bài hát The Strawberry Roan

I was hangin' town, just 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 of your clothes"

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

I all het up and I ask what he pays
To ride old nag for a couple of days
He offered me ten, I said, "I'm man
A never lived that I couldn't fan"

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

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

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

I gets the blinds on 'im and it sure is a
Next comes the saddle and I screws it down
I steps 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 only lacks 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 the worst bucker I've seen on the range
He'll turn on a Nickel and give you change
He hits on all fours and up on high
Leaves me a up there in the sky

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

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