Luyện nghe bài hát A Memory Of Jim

It's a sad to tell
the end of life's trail
For the best cowboy I've known
He left so young
With his dreams still
He moved on to that home

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

He'd save the best for you
For him an old bronc do
He'd ride the bad one and complain
When you needed a
He'd be there the end
He'd stand by you in or rain

A cowboy he was
He do anything
His was made of pure gold
It won't ever seem
It still like a knife
you Jim how can we go on

Green now he rides
On that range beyond the
In that country where he'll never old
On a good he'll fly
the angels by his side
Running freely trails of shining gold

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

2003 Pistol Music ASCAP