Luyện nghe bài hát Horses & Cattle

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

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

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

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

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

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

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