Luyện nghe bài hát There's A Rodeo In Montana

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

Now there's some college for lazuli here school is just let out
got a keg of beer on a tub of ice in the back of a brand new Scout
Well they're all longhorns and as sure as born
be checkin' those honey's out
And the girls in the cut off might just show 'em what its all about
And Indians from the ranches all dressed up in cowboy clothes
Snap button shirts and silver belt buckles and boots pointed toes
Short hair hats wiggin' on a jug of Yellow Stone
Well they look more like cowboys then the I have known
And there's some hippies here 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 leather and bells and feathers and for shoes
Well they look like Indians than the real live Indians do
And then there's barrel racers and a bull and bronc stompers to boot
Struttin' their stuff like Peacocks out in of the chutes
Tight Levis fancy spurs with five star rowels
And the just stands there chewin' his cut lookin' wiser than a tree full of owls
And all head for Montana...