Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Will Rogers

He was and raised in Oklahoma
His blood lines were white and
His daddy owned a outside of Clairmore
he learned to ride before the age of three

Now young Will was a cowboy
And he practiced his rope 'most everyday
Well he'd around the barn or across the prairie
And throw a loop at that came his way

Yes, Will was a country boy
One of favorite sons
The nation him as their pride and joy
But his roots deep in Oklahoma side

Before too long he had his of schooling
At eighteen years he got the to roam
A whole great big world was out waiting
So he up and lit out on his own

He for some ranches down in Texas
And he punched some out in New Mexico
And he nearly starved to death in
in Africa he joined a wild west show

Yes, Rogers was a country boy
One of Oklahoma's sons
The claimed him as their pride and joy
But his roots were in Oklahoma side

From the days of Vaudeville to the big time
Folks that him said he never changed
He was still the simple Oaklahoma
And no what he always stayed the same

Well I suppose of all he loved the people
Said, he never met a man he didn't
When times hard and folks were feeling sorry
A word from would always bring a smile

Yes, Will Rogers was a boy
One of Oklahoma's sons
The nation him as their pride and joy
But his roots were deep in side
Yes, his were deep in Oklahoma side