Luyện nghe bài hát A Memory Of Jim

It's a story sad to
About the end of trail
For the best cowboy I've ever
He left so young
With his dreams undone
He moved on to heavenly home

A he was king
He loved the in spring
And he Texas it was always his home
We know The understands
How we our old friend
you Jim how can we go on

He'd save the horse for you
For him an old bronc do
He'd ride the bad one and complain
When you a hand
be there 'till the end
He'd stand by you in sunshine or

A he was king
He could do
His heart was made of gold
It won't ever seem
It still cuts a knife
you Jim how can we go on

Green pastures now he
On range beyond the skies
In that where he'll never grow old
On a good horse fly
the angels by his side
Running freely down of shining gold

A he was king
We'd laugh and we'd
His was The Strawberry Roan
So adios my friend
Someday we'll ride
you Jim how can we go on

2003 Pistol Hill Music