Luyện nghe bài hát Them Bareback Horses

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

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

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 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 old blue jeans
But by god you got a half a of gas
And a can of and beans

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

But boys the day finally comes when you get old and
You gotta your spurs up and put your riggin' away
You look back now a wantin' eye
But brother all gone so you sit and cry