Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Will Rogers

He was and raised in Oklahoma
His blood were white and Cherokee
His daddy owned a ranch outside of
Where he learned to ride the age of three

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

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

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

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

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

From the early of Vaudeville to the big time
that knew him said he never changed
He was still the simple Oaklahoma
And no matter what he always the same

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

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