Luyện nghe bài hát Colorado Cool-Aid

Well, I was sittin' in beer joint down in Houston, Texas
Was Colorado Cool-Aid and talkin' to some Mexicans
An' we was what's that you
What's Cool-Aid?

Well, it's a can of Coors from a mountain stream
It'll set you head on fire an' make kidneys scream
Oh, it sure is
Yeah, we was ourselves one of them real good times

But you know every beer that you've ever been in
Some big, mean who just ain't got no friend
Sure enough, he to fight
Yeah, he's whip everything in sight

Well, he him a big cold swallow of beer
And he in my Mexican friends ear
And sure enough that my buddy real mad
That's somethin' like he ain't had

Well, Sir, he pulled out a big, long switch knife
Quick as a whistle he began to
And big mean drunk stood back, his face full of tears
Lookin' down at the floor, an' one of his

Ha, he cut thing off even with the sideburns
You might say the little Mexican fella, he just didn't give a
But he was a gentleman it
An' over and with a half way grin
it up and handed it back to him

He said, "Now big man, you get the urge to spit a beer
"Just open up your there and spit it in your own ear
Won't be no that way", that's what I heard him say

And I said, "Barmaid, set us up a round of that Cool-Aid
An while you're up there, bring this big here, a box of Bandaids"

Now let me tell you if you're ever ridin' in south of Texas
Decide to stop an' some Colorado Cool-Aid
An' maybe talk to some
An' you get the urge to get a tough
Better make damn sure you got your knife ear-muff

Hey, ain't right, big man? I said ain't that right big man?
Ah, hell he can't hear, not on this anyway, he ain't got no ear

Hey barmaid, bring us all a big, tall glass of Colorado Cool-Aid
How it?
How you doin', big Still got your ear there in your hand?