Luyện nghe bài hát When Cowboys Didn't Dance

Seven hundred head of cattle on an old trail
Six and one old an and another 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' an open sky with just the stars above their head
A saddle for a pillow and sage brush for a bed
Wakin' up tomorrow was merely done by
when the west was wild and cowboys didn't dance

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

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

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

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

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