Luyện nghe bài hát When Cowboys Didn't Dance

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

Sleepin' 'neath an sky with just the stars above their head
A saddle for a pillow and some sage for a bed
Wakin' up tomorrow was merely by chance
Back when the west was wild and cowboys didn't

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

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

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

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

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