Luyện nghe bài hát When Cowboys Didn't Dance

Seven hundred head of on an old forgotten trail
Six cowboys and one old an and day of hell
Chuck wagon lagging behind from the strain of a wheel
The only thing to look forward to was a and a meal

Sleepin' 'neath an open sky with just the stars their head
A saddle for a pillow and sage brush for a bed
Wakin' up tomorrow was done by chance
Back the west was wild and cowboys didn't dance

When cowboys didn't dance, didn't wear shirts
their hearts were filled with memories, their bodies filled with hurt
They would sit around a campfire exchange a piercing
when the west was really wild, and cowboys didn't dance

Poured coffee from an old tin cup, more sweat upon the
Another day of chasing that same ole cow
And new horizon began a brand new day
Thirteen hundred to go as they slowly make their way
Across the plains of Texas, the Colorado snow
Final destination, Back Foot,

When cowboys didn't dance, didn't wear shirts
When their hearts were filed with memories, their bodies with hurt
And they would sit around the and exchange a piercing glance
Back when the west was really and cowboys didn't dance

When cowboys didn't dance, didn't wear shirts
When their hearts filled with memories, their bodies filled with hurt
And they would sit around a campfire and a piercing glance
when the west was really wild and cowboys didn't dance

Seven hundred head of cattle on an old forgotten
Five cowboys and one old man in day of hell