Luyện nghe bài hát Joad'e The Rodeo Clawn

Gather round boys and a tale I will about Joade the rodeo clown
This happy feller keep the cowboys together after hit the ground
He once was a fighter and a saddle rider and all around hell of a hand
But a bull got him down away the clown he lived but not ride again
But rodeo was burned in his soul and his heart just wouldn't let go
He want cowboys hooked by the bulls so he took to clowin' the show
With grease paint and red nose and baggy old
His track shoes and bloomed
He earned his keep a fightin' the bulls and us hard ridin' fools
I was down in the well and hung in my rope in a show in old Texas town
The man who saved me from chain and hells was Joade the rodeo
The bull gored old Joade with his old horns
Then stomped and mauled him
One of my dragged me away but Joade lay dead on the ground
The preacher they found for the funeral he didn't have a whole lot to say
He didn't Joade or about rodeo life so all he could do was to pray
There's many a that owes him his life and the children all loved him too
There were on his face and each one was a trace
Of the the miles and the blues
So get with it and set em up again I'm buyin' this next round
And if any man here who can't drink to old Joade
Then he better get the hell out