Luyện nghe bài hát Real Thing

His boots are old and
His Stetson has it's better days
His hands are and calloused
And what's left of his hair is gray

He ain't as and handsome
As cowboys up on the movie or in a magazine
He ain't no a cola cowboy
He's the real

He rides across the
Out where the wild blows
And he works his cattle
Just like a hundred ago

Sittin' tall in the
Lord, he feels like a king
Mm, he ain't no Coca Cola
He's the thing

a woman that loves him
And she knows real love's all about
She's cooked his meals, washed his
And raised the and learned to go without

And if she do it over
Heavens knows she change a thing, not a sing thing
Her her knight in shining armor and she him
'Cause he's the thing

He across the Prairie
Out the wild wind blows
And he still works his
like a hundred years ago

Sittin' in the saddle
Lord, he feels like a king
Mm, he ain't no Coca Cola
He's the real

Naw he no rhinestone cowboy
He's the thing