Luyện nghe bài hát Joad'e The Rodeo Clawn

Gather round boys and a tale I will tell about Joade the clown
This happy feller keep the together after they hit the ground
He was a fighter and a saddle bronc 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 deep in his soul and his heart just let go
He didn't want hooked by the bulls so he took to clowin' the show
With paint and red nose and baggy old clothes
His shoes barreled and bloomed
He earned his keep a fightin' the bulls and savin' us hard fools
I was down in the and hung in my rope in a show in old west 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 buddies dragged me but Joade lay dead on the ground
The they found for the funeral well he didn't have a whole lot to say
He didn't know Joade or about rodeo life so all he do was to pray
There's many a cowboy that him his life and the children all loved him too
There were on his face and each one was a trace
Of the laughter the miles and the
So barkeep get with it and set em up again I'm buyin' this next
And if there's any man who can't drink to old Joade
he better just get the hell out