Luyện nghe bài hát I Ride An Old Paint

I an Old Paint
I ride an old Paint, I'm old Dan
I'm goin' to Montana to throw the houlihan,
They in the coulees, they water in the draw
Their are all matted, their backs are all raw.
Ride around, little dogies, ride around them slow,
For fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go.
Old Bill had two daughters and a song,
One to Denver, the other went wrong.
His wife, she died in a poolroom
But he keeps singing from morning to night:

When I die, take my from the wall
And put it on my pony, and lead him his stall;
Tie my bones to his back, turn our faces to the
And we'll ride the prairies that we the best.

Woody sang "their backs are all matted, their tails
are all raw." "The fiery and snuffy are..." I learned
it this way. Woody. RG
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