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

Way up high in the peaks
Where the yellow jack pines tall
Old Sandy Bob and Jiggs
Had a roundup camp fall

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

And any old doggie that flapped long
And didn't up by day
Got his long 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 allows I'm a to town

So they saddles up and they 'em a lope
For it no sign of a ride
And then was the days when a
Could oil up his

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

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

As they was a ridin' to camp
A packin' a pretty good
Well, who should meet but the Devil himself
A prancin' the road

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

Sandy Bob, "Old devil be damned
We is kinda tight
And ya ain't gonna get no cowboy
one hell of a fight"

So Snady Bob a hole in his rope
And he swang her and true
And he it onto the Devils' horns
And he his dallies too

Now Buster was a Reata man
his gut line coiled up neat
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 iron was hot
And they cropped and swallow forked both his
And they him up a lot

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

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