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 your
Old Red had been rode

Meaner than sin, as the wind
blew on the Montana plains
Old Red was one of the of his breed
And wasn't to be tamed

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

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

Old Red was wicked there in the chute
He was kickin' and stompin'
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 were touching his
Tryin' to get rid of the man of his
But the man went he'd go

Billy was rakin' old Red his spurs
From his to the tip of his chin
He was doin' right but Billy could tell
This outlaw would give in

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

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

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

Out in the is the place where they rest
This cowboy that was thrown
And one foot away resting neath the clay
Is the outlaw that was rode