Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy Like Me

Just eighteen when the Great War was through
Ridin' and fighin' was all I knew
Hard and death was all that I seen
Ridin' hell bend for in search of a dream
I rode drag on a heard up the old trail
Straight Oklahoma to Dodge City's jail
My hard dusty played out way too soon
On whisky and at the Long Branch Saloon
All I left is my stories to tell
Heavens too far and I'm plumb scared of
Nobody wants this pain and
But there are some who think they could be a cowboy like me

I one lonely winter in an old line shack
With beans in my rain on my back
A of coffee and a mountain of snow
With cattle to attend to at below
And it's back for the up in April or May
You up the calf's boys and you cut out the strays
And you might touch a woman the long summer ends
Then its back to the line shack and do it all
And all I left...

given some bad guys a hard way to go
I my bones in them old time rodeos
I might stretched truth Lord but I've never lied
Can't you tell I'm a by the scars on my side
But I rode with Cole and New Jesse James
Me and old use to ride on the range
And men all said sir to my 45
And I was with Hitchcock the night he died
All I left...