Luyện nghe bài hát Joad'e The Rodeo Clawn

Gather round boys and a tale I will tell about Joade the rodeo
This feller keep the cowboys together after they hit the ground
He once was a and a saddle bronc rider and all around hell of a hand
But a bull got him down away from the clown he lived but not again
But was burned deep in his soul and his heart just wouldn't let go
He didn't 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 his keep a fightin' the bulls and savin' us hard ridin' fools
I was down in the well and in my rope in a show in old west Texas town
The man who saved me from chain and hells was the rodeo clown
The bull gored old Joade with his terrible old
stomped and mauled him around
One of my buddies me away but Joade lay dead on the ground
The preacher they found for the funeral well he didn't have a lot to say
He didn't know Joade or rodeo life so all he could do was to pray
There's many a cowboy that owes him his life and the all loved him too
There lines on his face and each one was a trace
Of the the miles and the blues
So barkeep get 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 just get the out