Luyện nghe bài hát I Traded My Saddle For A Rifle

Recorded by Hank

I traded my saddle for a rifle and left to the troubled shore
I hung my guitar in the and laid away my forty four
I traded my saddle for a rifle so kiss me my darling we must
I my faithful pony grazing in clover by the old corrall.
Yodel layee hee

I told the old folks I leave them
I bid them all a farewell
I left my faithful grazing
In by the old corrall.

I my mother not to worry
I said that I'd return
I bent and kissed her wrinkled
turned and sadly walked away.

The are growing dim my darling
They say my ship will sail at
So whisper softly that you me
Just two hours and I'll be gone