Luyện nghe bài hát Them Bareback Horses

Them bareback are the only thing
make your back hurt they make your bell ring
They're hard on and they make your neck sore
But when it's all over you're 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 a road map and head out once again
With only enough for fees so you'd 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 and find some girl and dance

Well you meet a little at the bar all alone
You whoop some 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 buddy he's her lovin' man
So you climb back in your car after your little bitty
drunk and broken hearted
And it's twelve at night
And you got a dime in your old blue jeans
But by god you got a half a of gas
And a can of and beans

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

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