Luyện nghe bài hát Them Bareback Horses

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

Well you drive down the road in a down car
You stop in some you wonder where in the hell you are
You get yourself a road map and head out again
With only enough for fees so damn sure better win
You finally make the pitchin' with entry fees all paid
You get on snatcher and he flings you away
So you head to town broken lookin' for a chance
To get a little drunk and 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 who just came from the can
And he says move on there buddy cause her lovin' man
So you climb back in your car after your little bitty
You're drunk and hearted
And it's twelve at night
And you ain't got a dime in old blue jeans
But by god you got a half a of gas
And a can of and beans

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

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