Luyện nghe bài hát Them Bareback Horses

Them bareback horses are the thing
They make your back hurt make your bell ring
They're hard on tailbones and they make your neck
But when it's all over you're some more

Well you down the road in a broke down car
You stop in town you wonder where in the hell you are
You get yourself a road map and head out once
With only enough for fees so you'd damn better win
You finally make the pitchin' with your fees all paid
You get on another and he flings you away
So you head to town broken hearted lookin' for a
To get a little drunk and find some girl and

Well you meet a little girl at the bar all
You whoop words on her to get her to take you home
But she's got a big boyfriend who came from the can
And he move on there buddy cause he's her lovin' man
So you climb back in your car after your little bitty
You're and broken hearted
And it's twelve at night
And you ain't got a dime in your old jeans
But by god you got a a tank of gas
And a can of and beans

You write a hot to pay your fees once again
You got a good one so you ought to win
The horse is standin' in the then he bucks around
The whistle blows you're standin' on the ground
The judges total their markings and they tally up the
And you're everybody by at least ten points or more
So you back in your car with a pocket full of cash
A feelin' in your heart and a tank full of gas

But boys the day finally when you get old and grey
You hang your spurs up and put your riggin' away
You look now with a wantin' eye
But brother it's all so you sit and cry