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

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

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

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

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

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

was rakin' old Red with his spurs
From his to the tip of his chin
He was doin' right well but could tell
This outlaw would never in

Old Red was bucking for the fence
Suddenly stopped in and
He reared on his hind then fell on his back
Taking Billy with him

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

Old Red lay still no more he move
The cowboys that seen it tell
In tryin' to Billy off of his back
Old Red broke his neck when he

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