Luyện nghe bài hát Bucking Machine

I've rode lots of horses and won a few shows
Ridin' broncs at the big old
But the dang-dest contraption I've ever seen
Is that bucket of bots called a machine

The they were all lined up to give the thing a go
And I first saw it, Lord, it looked pretty slow
It jumped and it kicked and then it turned back and
I got to thinking I'll give it a whirl

So I pushed the crowd and I talked to the man
Who had invented here modified garbage can
I said, "I'm a twister and one of the
I'm a of the world, boys, I must confess"

"I'll bet you a hundred", I with a grin
"I'll spur it so hard, its sides in
And the bolts and the screws hold the dang thing
Will down inside it there and short out its motor"

Well, the man he said, "Son, take that bet
And I won't turn it on till you think you're set"
So I got my riggin' and I cinched it on
I said to old Sam, "Go ahead and turn it on"

Well, it rattled and it then it started to move
I spurred it every jump and, Lord, it felt smooth
The foam was a flyin' right off of its old neck
And the tin underneath it was to crack

I at the man and I started to say
"I'll win me that 'fore the end of the day"
Then he grabbed the big ol' with a little sly grin
it up to high gear and locked it right on in

With a snatch and a jerk and a sharp pain
I felt like a tied to an old freight train
My head, it to poppin' and I saw all the stars
The Big Dipper, the Milky Way and the planet call Mars

The next thing I knew I was there on the ground
Just about thirty feet away from that crowd
So I payed up my and I limped on away
And the words the man I still remember today

So you're a wolf of the world and a real tough
Well, listen real close to some good advise,
Keep a them old broncs if you're still feeling mean
But you'd better keep clear of Sam's machine