Luyện nghe bài hát East Texas Red

Down in the scrub oak timber of the Southeast Gulf
There used to a brakeman and a brakeman double tough
He the town of Kilgore and Longview nine miles down
Us trav'lers called him Texas Red the meanest bull around.

I rode by and by broad daylight in wind and snow and sun
I always seen little East Texas Red sporting his smooth gun
The tale got switched down the stems and main and everybody
The meanest man on the shiny was little East Texas Red.

It was early in the morning and towards nine or ten
A of boys on the hunt of a job stood in the blizzardy wind
Hungry and cold they knocked on the doors of the folks around
For a piece of and a spud or two to boil a stew around.

Red he come the cinder dump and he flagged the number two
He kicked bucket over a bush and he dumped out all their stew
A traveler said, East Texas Red you better get everything fixed
'Cause you're ride your little train just one year from today.

Red he laughed as he clumb the bank and aside of a wheeler
The boys a tanker to Seminole and west to Amarillo
They them a job of oil field work and followed a pipe line down
It took them lots of places till the had rolled around.

On one cold and wintery day hooked them a Gulf bound train
They shivered and shook with dough in their to see Kilgore again
Over hills of sand and hard froze where the cotton wagons roll
On the town of Kilgore and on to old Longview.

With their warm suits of clothes and overcoats walk into a store
They pay the man for meat and stuff to fix a stew once more
The ties they walk back past the till they come to the same old spot
Where Texas Red just a year ago had dumped their last stew pot.

The smoke of their fire went higher and a man come down the line
He ducked his head in the blizzardy wind and waved old nine
He walked off down the dump till he come to the same old spot
And was the same three men again around that same little pot.

Red went to his and he hollered,
Please don't pull trigger on me.
I did not get my business but he did not get his say
A gun wheeled out of an overcoat and it the old one two
And Red was dead when the other two men set to eat their stew.