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

Way up high in the Sierra
Where the yellow jack pines grow
Old Sandy Bob and Jiggs
Had a roundup camp last

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

And any old doggie that flapped long
And didn't up by day
Got his ears whittled, and his old hat scorched
In a artistic way

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

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

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

And sets up and turns around
And her the other way
And to you the God forsaken truth
Them got stewed that day

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

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

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

So Bob punched a hole in his rope
And he her straight and true
And he lapped it onto the horns
And he his dallies too

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

Well, they stretched him out and they him down
While the was gettin' hot
And they cropped and swallow forked both his
And they him up a lot

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

So if your ever up in the Sierra peaks
And you one hell of a wail
You'll know it's that Devil a bellerin' them
tied in his tail