Luyện nghe bài hát Them Bareback Horses

Them bareback are the only thing
They make your back they make your bell ring
They're hard on and they make your neck sore
But when it's all over craving some more

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

Well you a little girl at the bar all alone
You whoop words on her to get her to take you home
But she's got a big boyfriend who just from the can
And he says move on buddy cause he's her lovin' man
So you climb back in your car your little bitty fight
You're and broken hearted
And it's twelve o'clock at
And you ain't got a in your old blue jeans
But by god you got a half a of gas
And a can of pork and

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

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