Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Will Rogers

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

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

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

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

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

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

the early 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 always the same

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

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