Luyện nghe bài hát When Cowboys Didn't Dance

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

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 done by
Back the west was wild and cowboys didn't dance

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

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

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

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

Seven hundred head of cattle on an old trail
cowboys and one old man in another day of hell