Luyện nghe bài hát Joad'e The Rodeo Clawn

Gather round and a tale I will tell about Joade the rodeo clown
This happy keep the cowboys together after they 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 from the clown he but not ride again
But rodeo was burned deep in his and his heart just wouldn't let go
He didn't want hooked by the bulls so he took to clowin' the show
With grease and red nose and baggy old clothes
His shoes barreled and bloomed
He earned his keep a fightin' the bulls and savin' us 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 Joade the clown
The bull gored old Joade with his old horns
Then and mauled him around
One of my buddies dragged me away but lay dead on the ground
The preacher they for the funeral well he didn't have a whole lot to say
He didn't know Joade or about life so all he could do was to pray
There's a cowboy that owes him his life and the children all loved him too
There were lines on his face and each one was a
Of the the miles and the blues
So barkeep get with it and set em up again I'm buyin' next round
And if there's any man here who can't drink to old
he better just get the hell out