Luyện nghe bài hát Them Bareback Horses

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

Well you drive down the road in a broke car
You stop in some town you where in the hell 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 you away
So you head to town hearted lookin' for a chance
To get a little and find some girl and dance

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

You write a hot check to pay your fees again
You got a good one so you ought to win
The is standin' in the chute then he bucks around
The whistle blows then you're on the ground
The judges their markings and they tally up the score
And you're beatin' by at least ten points or more
So you climb 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 comes you get old and grey
You gotta hang your up and put your riggin' away
You look back now with a eye
But it's all gone so you sit and cry