Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Will Rogers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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