Luyện nghe bài hát Tie A Knot In The Devil's Tail

Way up in the Sierra peaks
Where the yellow pines grow tall
Old Bob and Buster Jiggs
Had a roundup camp last

Oh, they'd taken the horses and the irons
And may be a dog or two
And swore they'd brand all long ear calves
came within their view

And any old that flapped long ears
And brush up by day
Got his ears whittled, and his old hat scorched
In a artistic way

Now one day old Sandy Bob
He his easy go down
Well, I'm sick of the smell of this here hair
And I'm a goin' to town

So they up and they hits 'em a lope
For it weren't no of a ride
And then was the days a buckaroo
oil up his insides

Oh, they starts her off at bar
At the of a whiskey row
And winds up down by the depot house
Some drinks below

And sets up and turns around
And goes her the way
And to tell you the God forsaken
Them boys got that day

As they was a back to camp
A packin' a pretty load
Well, who they meet but the Devil himself
A prancin' down the

Says he, "You ornery skunks
You better hunt your
For come up from Hell's Rim Rock
To in your souls"

Sandy Bob, "Old devil be damned
We is kinda tight
And ya ain't get no cowboy souls
Without one of a fight"

So Snady Bob punched a in his rope
And he swang her straight and
And he lapped it the Devils' horns
And he taken his too

Now Buster was a Reata man
With his gut line coiled up
So he shakes her out and he built him a
And he lassoed up the Devil's hind

Well, they stretched him out and they him down
While the iron was hot
And they cropped and swallow both his ears
And branded him up a lot

They him up with a dehorning saw
And they knotted his for a joke
They then rode off and him there
to a blackjack oak

So if your up high in the Sierra peaks
And you hear one hell of a
know it's that Devil a bellerin' about them
Knots in his tail