Luyện nghe bài hát Seventeen

When he was years old his mom
Took him down to the corral
To watch his dad the young horse
called Smokey

Man, did that horse buck but his old dad, he sat up there
And rode him there's was nothin' to it
And right then the boy gained a new respect for the man
And from that day on he that
When he grew up he to be a cowboy

At seventeen a cowboys' dreams ain't all fences
Once he's seen 'em ride in old
Ranch routine and his old man's
This ain't his heart is
But you his daddy understands

When noonday father and son
Sit down and eat their beneath that big Wyoming sky
His knows he's gotta let him go
The boy be a winner if he don't spread his wings and fly

And in his mind he's riding down in Las Vegas
he'll be on a train that leads to Santa Fe
Sweet voice of freedom echoes the ages
And calls cowboy on his way

Well, the done and the morning sun finds him packed and ready
Momma kissed his cheek and then she went
His old man, well, he his hand said, "Son you ride 'em pretty"
Didn't see the tears that his momma

And in his mind he's riding bulls in Las Vegas
Today he's on a that leads to Santa Fe
Sweet voice of echoes down the ages
And another cowboy on his way