Luyện nghe bài hát Old Red

Old Red was one of the yet
I'd at the big rodeo
He'd bite you and kick you and stomp out life
Old Red had never rode

Meaner than sin, wild as the
That blew on the plains
Old Red was one of the of its breed
And wasn't to be tamed

From Idaho, a cowboy came
To at the big rodeo
The young name was Billy McLean
And Billy had never been

The greatest desire filled young Billy's
To this old outlaw called Red
He drew him one day and I heard say
"I'll ride him or drop dead"

Old Red was waiting there in the shoot
He was kicking and stomping
Billy into the saddle with ease
He yelled, him loose, let us out

Old Red came out with his on the ground
His back were touching his nose
to get rid of the man on his back
But the man went wherever he

was racking Old Red with his spurs
From the to the tip of his chin
He was right well, but Billy could tell
This outlaw never give in

Old Red straight for the fence
stopping and then
He reared on his hind and fell on his back
Taking poor with him

There was a hush the crowd and they knew
That this would be Billies last
The saddle horn Billies chest when he fell
And Old Red, Billy died

Old Red lay still, no did he move
The cowboys that it could tell
In trying to throw Billy off his
Old Red his neck when he fell

Out in the west, there's a where they rest
This cowboy that's been thrown
Just one foot away resting 'neath the clay
Is the outlaw never been rode