Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Kno' What Lonesome Is ( 'Till You Get to Herdin' Cows )

Do me Ah Ma doo, Do me Ah Ma day!
All . . . all alone!

When the owl toots his tooloo
to the whale of the nip hen,
and the funk chirps in the chilly night,
it's lonesome then . . .

And it's lonesome when the wind,
howls thru the boughs
but you kno' what lonesome is,
'till you get to herdin' . . .

Do me Ah Ma doo, Do me Ah Ma day!
All . . . all alone!

Oh, the fella,
off on a Saturday night
an' he a chance to see his pals
with change no more right
but when the saddle is life
there's no time to
and you don't what lonesome is,
you get to herdin' cows . . .

Do me Ah Ma doo, Do me Ah Ma day!
By . . . by myself!
Now, the keeper of the
an' the man at sea
an' the on the mountain top
ain't got a on me
'cause I got all the
the common law allows
Man, you kno' what lonesome is,
'till you get to cows . . .

Do me Ah Ma doo, Do me Ah Ma day!
blues . . . cowboy blues!

Now, you may wonder
why a sings so sad
he's a thinkin' of the many
in he's never had
no pal, no gal for
the kettle as they prowl
man, you don't kno' what is,
you get to herdin' cows . . .

Do me Ah Ma doo, Do me Ah Ma day!
All . . . by myself!
blues . . . doggone cow!
COW!
Doggone you, you me again!

and Music by Foster Carling and Country Washburne