Luyện nghe bài hát East Texas Red

(Woddy Guthrie)

Down in the scrub oak
to the southeast Texas
used to ride a brakeman,
a brakeman tough.
He worked the of Kilgore,
and Longview miles down,
And the all said
little East Red
he was the meanest around.

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

It was on a cold and a morn'
it was towards nine or ten,
A of boys on the hunt of a job
they that blizzardy wind.
and cold they knocked on the doors
of the people around
For a piece of
and a carrot or spud just a boil of around.

East Texas Red come the line
and he swung off that old two.
He their bucket over a bush
and he dumped out all of stew.
The travellers said, "Little East Red,
you get your business straight
you're gonna ride
your little black train one year from today."

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

Then on a cold and day
they caught them a train.
They shivered and shook the dough in their clothes
to the scrub oak again,
With their warm suits of clothes and
they walked a store.
They that man
for meat and stuff
just a of stew once more.

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

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