Luyện nghe bài hát East Texas Red

(Woddy Guthrie)

Down in the oak country
to the Texas Gulf
used to ride a brakeman,
a brakeman tough.
He the town of Kilgore,
and Longview twelve down,
And the travellers all
little Texas Red
he was the bull around.

If you rode by night or the broad
in the wind or the sun,
You would always see little Texas Red
just a sportin' his gun.
And the tale got switched the stems and mains,
and everybody
the meanest bull
on them irons
was that East Texas Red.

It was on a cold and a morn'
it was along nine or ten,
A couple of on the hunt of a job
they stood that wind.
Hungry and cold they on the doors
of the workin' people
For a of meat
and a carrot or spud a boil of stew around.

Texas Red come down the line
and he swung off old number two.
He kicked their over a bush
and he dumped out all of stew.
The travellers said, "Little Texas Red,
you better get your straight
Cause you're ride
your black train just one year from today."

Well Red he laughed and he the bank
and he on the side of a wheeler,
The boys a tanker to Seminole
west to Amarillo.
They caught a job of oil-field work
and a pipeline down.
It took them lots of
before that
had around.

Then on a cold and day
they caught a Gulf-bound train.
They shivered and shook with the dough in clothes
to the scrub oak again,
With their warm of clothes and overcoats
walked into a store.
They paid man
for meat and stuff
a boil of stew once more.

The ties they tracked down that dump
and they come to the old spot
East Texas Red just a year ago
had dumped their stew pot.
Well, the smoke of their fire higher and higher
and Red down the line.
With his head tucked low in the wind
he old number nine.
He walked on down the jungle yard
and he to the same old spot
And there was the same two men
around that same pot.

Red went to his kness and he
"Please, don't pull trigger on me.
I did not get my straight."
But he did not get his say.
A gun out of an overcoat
and it that old one two,
And Red was when the other two men
sat to eat their stew.