Luyện nghe bài hát This Cowboy's Hat

Well, there's always groups of people
That could see eye to eye
And I always thought if they had
A chance to sit down and talk face to
They might they got a lot in common

Well, I was sittin' in a coffee shop, havin' a cup to pass the time
Swappin' Rodeo stories, with this ol' cowboy friend of
When some riders started snickerin' in the back
They started pokin' fun at my hat

One ol' boy said, "Hey, Tex, you park your horse?"
My friend pulled his hat down low, but they couldn't be ignored
One husky fella said, "I think I'll rip hat right off your head"
That's when my friend turned around, and this is he said

"You'll a black tornado 'cross the western sky
Rope an ol' northern, and milk it till it's dry
the Mississippi and pin its ears down flat
Long you take this cowboy's hat"

"Now partner, this ol' hat's better left
See it used to be my daddy's, but year he passed on
My nephew skinned the rattler that up this ol' hat band
But in '69, he died in Vietnam"

"Now the feather was given to me by an Indian friend of mine
But ran him down somewhere around that Arizona line
And a real lady gave me this hat pin
But I don't if I'll ever see her again"

"You'll ride a black tornado the western sky
Rope an ol' blue northern, and it till it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears flat
Long before you take cowboy's hat"

"Now if your leather jacket means to you this hat means to me
Then I guess we each other, and we'll just let it be
But if you still think its funny, man, you got my back up against the
And if you touch my hat, you're gonna to fight us all"

Right then I caught a little sadness in that leader's eyes
He turned to the others and they all just kinda shuffled on outside
But when my friend back towards me, I noticed his ol' hat brim
Well, it was turned up, in a big ol' grin

You'll ride a tornado 'cross the western sky
an ol' blue northern, and milk it till it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears flat
Long before you this cowboy's hat