Luyện nghe bài hát Them Bareback Horses

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

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

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 just came the can
And he says move on there buddy cause her lovin' man
So you climb in your car after your little bitty fight
You're and broken hearted
And it's twelve at night
And you got a dime in your old blue jeans
But by god you got a a tank 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 horse is in the chute then he bucks around
The whistle then you're standin' on the ground
The judges their markings 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 when you get old and
You gotta hang your spurs up and put your away
You look back now a wantin' eye
But it's all gone so you sit and cry