Luyện nghe bài hát Trapper Man

The man's in from the hinterlands
Filth and grease on his and hands
From the outermost, the
riding in to the trading post
Got a pack horse loaded up hides
in to see the man inside
I got furs, skins, a meat too
Here, I got a good piece for you

Ooh

You take home to give the wife
The trapper draws his skinning
Now the fat desk is a butcher's block
The cuts the meat and talks
You're gonna lose your shirt on a man
your shirt in nowhere land
Back out there is my
And you best let trapper be the trapper
You need the man
The man

If you don't want to be lightning strikes
Better let me the way I like
You don't want to how I fill my sacks
You go out there you don't back
You got nature red in and claw
And you got no rule of law
And if you don't know way
All that's gonna you being
The is the trapper
You need the man
The man

You wanna wear them and rings
You wanna show off them shiny
Shake your maker, bro
the movers and the shakers go
You go do what you do
Let the gold and come to you
So leave the dirty work to me,
So you let this trapper be the trapper
You the trapper man
Mmm, the man

When he's his thing and gone his way
The fat men light and say
"Holy smokes did you see
We all money on the trapper cat"
Sit in their big ass chairs
Say, "Boys, that is the man there"
I'm the lifeline for big soft ass
the trapper puts it in first class, the trapper
You need the man
The man