Luyện nghe bài hát Born To Follow Rodeo

Faded old blue wranglers, dusty hat
Pair of up boots upon your feet's
Can of n' beans that you opened with your knife
It ain't much but all you've got to eat

You of what your daddy said if your money should run low
call I'll send your bus fare to come home
But you're to proud to take it and home won't be the same
Now you've had a taste of

You set out on the road to your boyhood dreams
To satisfy the in your soul
You wouldn't back now even if you could
You were born to follow

All your money's gone a twenty dollar bill
But that's your fees to old Cheyenne
And all thats in your favor is you and try
And a deep desperately to win

As you step out on the highway your thumb up in the air
In your mind a promise has been
If this way of life don't you or you don't starve to death
You swear be the champion someday

You set out on the road to seek boyhood dreams
To the hunger in your soul
You wouldn't back now even if you could
You were born to rodeo

Faded old blue wranglers, cowboy hat
And pair of scuffed up boots your feet's
Can of pork n' that you open with your knife
It ain't much but all you've got to eat