Luyện nghe bài hát When Cowboys Didn't Dance

Seven hundred of cattle on an old forgotten trail
Six cowboys and one old an and day of hell
Chuck wagon lagging behind 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 sage brush for a bed
Wakin' up tomorrow was merely by chance
Back when the west was wild and cowboys didn't

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

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

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

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

Seven hundred head of on an old forgotten trail
Five cowboys and one old man in another day of