Luyện nghe bài hát Seventeen

When he was years old his mom
Took him to the round corral
To watch his dad work the horse
called Smokey

Man, did horse buck but his old dad, he just sat up there
And rode him there's was nothin' to it
And right the boy gained a whole new respect for the man
And from that day on he that
When he up he wanted to be a cowboy

At seventeen a cowboys' ain't all fixin' fences
he's seen 'em ride in old Cheyenne
Ranch routine and his old man's
This where his heart is
But you know his daddy

noonday comes father and son
Sit down and eat their beneath that big Wyoming sky
His knows he's gotta let him go
The boy be a winner if he don't spread his wings and fly

And in his mind he's riding bulls down in Las
he'll be on a train that leads to Santa Fe
Sweet voice of echoes down the ages
And calls cowboy on his way

Well, the fencings done and the morning sun finds him and ready
Momma kissed his cheek and then she inside
His old man, well, he shook his hand said, "Son you 'em pretty"
Didn't see the tears his momma cried

And in his mind riding bulls down in Las Vegas
Today on a train that leads to Santa Fe
Sweet voice of freedom echoes the ages
And another cowboy on his way