Luyện nghe bài hát Them Bareback Horses

Them bareback horses are the only
They your back hurt they make your bell ring
They're hard on and they make your neck sore
But when all over you're craving some more

you drive down the road in a broke down car
You stop in some town you where in the hell you are
You get yourself a road map and out once again
With only enough for so you'd damn sure better win
You finally the pitchin' with your entry fees all paid
You get on another snatcher and he flings you
So you head to town broken lookin' for a chance
To get a little drunk and find some and dance

you meet a little girl at the bar all alone
You whoop some on her to get her to take you home
But she's got a big boyfriend who just came the can
And he says move on there cause he's her lovin' man
So you back in your car after your little bitty fight
You're and broken hearted
And it's twelve o'clock at
And you ain't got a dime in old blue jeans
But by god you got a a tank of gas
And a can of pork and

You write a hot check to pay your fees again
You got yourself a one so you ought to win
The horse is standin' in the then he bucks around
The whistle blows then you're on the ground
The judges total their and they tally up the score
And you're beatin' everybody by at least ten points or
So you climb in your car with a pocket full of cash
A good feelin' in your heart and a full of gas

But boys the day finally comes when you get old and
You gotta hang spurs up and put your riggin' away
You back now with a wantin' eye
But it's all gone so you sit and cry