Luyện nghe bài hát Them Bareback Horses

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

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

Well you meet a girl at the bar all alone
You whoop some 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 cause he's her lovin' man
So you climb back in your car after your little bitty
You're drunk and broken
And it's twelve o'clock at
And you ain't got a 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 standin' in the then he bucks around
The whistle blows you're standin' on the ground
The judges total their markings and tally up the score
And you're beatin' by at least ten points or more
So you climb back in your car a pocket full of cash
A good feelin' in your and a tank full of gas

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