Luyện nghe bài hát Horses & Cattle

My home's in montana, I a bandana,
My spurs are silver, my is a bay.
And been a-roamin? all over wyomin?
There's plenty of work, but there ain't too pay.

Me and a few we signed on at dubois,
To feed through the and camp out awhile.
Come a hard hittin? norther the montana border,
We tallied the ones mile after mile.

Well they you your three squares and a bunk to sleep there,
And just wages to keep you around.
But with no place to spend it and to send it,
You can stay out of if you stay out of town.

It's and cattle and a double rig saddle,
With a stout line, a twine, and a good ropin' arm.
Wherever there's ranches, I've takin' my chances,
From sunrise to sunset the day I was born.

We struck out for early one saturday,
Spring was a breakin? the turnin' green.
Well, I a hand in some fast movin' brandin'
When they top wages at the bar seventeen.

We followed a rodeo up to codeo,
Tryin' to ride me a or two.
Well, I [c]busted some for [f]two or three bosses,
And [c]lost all the wages [g]ever I [c]drew.

[c]well it's hell and high water for the border,
Where [c]i've got a gal if that don't [g]lie.
If she [c]gives me a to [f]stay through the season,
I'll [c]take her to when the [f]snow starts to [c]fly.