Luyện nghe bài hát Bucking Machine

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

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

So I pushed through the crowd and I to the man
Who had invented this 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 cave in
And the and the screws hold the dang thing together
Will fall down it there and short out its motor"

Well, the man he said, "Son, take that bet
And I turn it on till you think that you're set"
So I got my riggin' and I cinched it on
Then I said to old Sam, "Go and turn it on"

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

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

With a snatch and a jerk and a stabbin' pain
I felt like a hobo tied to an old freight
My head, it went to poppin' and I saw all the
The Big Dipper, the Milky Way and the planet they Mars

The next I knew I was right there on the ground
Just about thirty feet from that laughin' crowd
So I up my hundred and I limped on away
And the words the man said I still remember

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