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 rode

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

From a young cowboy came
To in the big rodeo
The cowboy's name was Billy McClain
And had never been thrown

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

Old Red was wicked down there in the
He was kickin' and stompin'
Billy dropped into the 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

Billy was old Red with his spurs
his tail to the tip of his chin
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
Taking poor Billy him

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

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

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