Luyện nghe bài hát Man With The Big Hat

Stephen

In a bar in
On a sultry day
A cowboy in off the road just to pass the time away
He a stool up to the bar and pushed his hat back on his head
I to the stories told to the words that cowboy said. He said...

I could tell you stories 'bout the on the plain
Talk about Wells Fargo and the of the trains
of the slaughter of the buffalo that roamed
Sing a song of settlers, out looking for a home

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Now the man the big hat is buying
Drink up while the drinking is
Drink up to the a dead or a dying
to my compadres and me
Drink to my and me

Well his shirt was brown and
And his hat was wide and
And the pants that once were blue were and had a pocket gone in back
He had a missin' from the hand that rolled the smoke
He and talked of cowboy life but you knew it weren't no joke, he said....

I seen the day so hot pony could not stand
And if your water bag was dry, don't count the land
And winters, I've winters when your boots froze in the snow
And only thought was leavin', but you had nowhere to go

Well he easy at the bar, his foot upon the rail
And laughed and talked of times he'd had out on the trail
The silence was never broken as the words from his lips
Quiet as the forty five he on his hip, he said ...

I rode the cattle drive here to San Antone
Ten days in the you know, and weary to the bone
I rode from here to Wichita a womans' smile
The camp fire where I cooked my beans was the only light for

Well he another ciggarette, as he turned toward the door
I heard his spurs a jingling as his heels hit the floor
He loosened up his belt a notch, pulled his hat on his head
As he turned to say goodby to me this is he said....

Now the high-lines the highways, and the fences close the range
And to see a working cowboy, that's a that's mighty strange
But a cowboy's was lonley, and his lot was not the best
But if it hadn't for men like me, there wouldn't be no west.

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