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 out your life
Old Red had never rode

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

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

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

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

Old Red came out his head on the ground
His back hooves touching his nose
to get rid of the man on his back
But the man wherever he goes

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

Old Red headed straight for the
stopping and then
He reared on his legs and fell on his back
Taking Billy with him

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

Old Red lay still, no more did he
The cowboys that it could tell
In trying to throw Billy off his
Old Red broke his neck he fell

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