Luyện nghe bài hát Old Red

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

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

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

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

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

Old Red out with his head on the ground
His hooves were touching his nose
Trying to get rid of the man on his
But the man went he goes

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

Old Red straight for the fence
Suddenly and then
He reared on his hind legs and fell on his
poor Billy with him

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

Old Red lay still, no did he move
The that seen it could tell
In trying to throw off his back
Old Red broke his neck he fell

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