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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Says Sandy Bob, "Old be damned
We boys is tight
And ya gonna get no cowboy souls
one hell of a fight"

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

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

Well, they stretched him out and they tailed him
the iron was gettin' hot
And they cropped and swallow both his ears
And they him up a lot

They pruned him up with a saw
And knotted his tail for a joke
They rode off and left him there
to a blackjack oak

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