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 it's all over you're craving some more

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

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

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

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