Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Will Rogers

He was born and raised in
His blood lines were white and
His daddy owned a ranch of Clairmore
Where he learned to ride the age of three

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

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

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

He wrangled for some down in Texas
And he some cows out in New Mexico
And he nearly to death in Argentina
Then in Africa he joined a wild west

Yes, Will Rogers was a boy
One of favorite 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 knew him said he never
He was still the simple Oaklahoma
And no matter what he always stayed the

Well I suppose of all he loved the people
Said, he never met a man he like
When times hard and folks were feeling sorry
A word from would always bring a smile

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