Luyện nghe bài hát There's A Rodeo In Montana

There's a in Montana where they come from miles around
Where throw the hooligan and a bunch of beer cans
All over little cow town from Friday night to Sunday afternoon
The goes on nonstop
Ranch hands and rodeo fans are drinking up the last drop
And they all head for Montana at the foot of the Divide
To tie one up or tie one onor to it down or ride
So if you're lookin' for a where the Wild West never dies
You best make it on up to on the right day in July

Now some college boys for lazuli here school is just let out
They got a keg of beer on a tub of ice in the of a brand new Scout
Well they're all and as sure as you're born
They'll be checkin' those out
And the girls in the cut off jeans might just 'em what its all about
And there's Indians the ranches all dressed up in cowboy clothes
Snap button shirts and silver buckles and boots with pointed toes
hair Stetson hats wiggin' on a jug of Yellow Stone
Well they look more like cowboys then the I have known
And there's hippies here from God knows where a puffin' up a cloud of smoke
They got hair down past their and their clothes are a national joke
They got beads and and bells and feathers and moccasins for shoes
Well they look more like Indians the real live Indians do
And then barrel racers and a bull riders and bronc stompers to boot
their stuff like Peacocks out in back of the chutes
Tight Levis fancy chaps spurs with star rowels
And the bull just stands there his cut lookin' wiser than a tree full of owls
And they all for Montana...