Luyện nghe bài hát Old Red

Old Red was one of the yet
I'd seen at the big
He'd you and kick you and stomp out your life
Old Red had never been

Meaner than sin, as the wind
blew on the Montana plains
Old Red was one of the of his breed
And about to be tamed

Idaho a young cowboy came
To ride in the big
The young cowboy's name was Billy
And Billy had never thrown

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

Old Red was wicked down there in the
He was and stompin' about
Billy into the saddle with ease
And said, "Turn him let us out"

Old Red came out with his on the ground
His back hooves touching his nose
Tryin' to get rid of the man of his
But the man wherever he'd go

Billy was rakin' old Red with his
From his tail to the tip of his
He was right well but Billy could tell
This outlaw would give in

Old Red was straight for the fence
Suddenly stopped in and
He reared on his hind legs then on his back
poor Billy with him

There was a hush in the
For knew this would be Billy's last ride
The saddle horn crushed Billy's
When they fell and old Red Billy died

Old Red lay no more would he move
The cowboys that seen it tell
In to throw Billy off of his back
Old Red his neck when he fell

Out in the west is the place they rest
cowboy that never was thrown
And one foot resting there neath the clay
Is the outlaw never was rode