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 cowboys together after hit the ground
He once was a fighter and a saddle bronc rider and all hell of a hand
But a bull got him down from the clown he lived but not ride again
But was burned deep in his soul and his heart just wouldn't let go
He didn't want cowboys hooked by the bulls so he took to clowin' the
With grease paint and red and baggy old clothes
His track shoes and bloomed
He earned his keep a fightin' the bulls and us hard ridin' 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 was Joade the rodeo clown
The bull old Joade with his terrible old horns
Then stomped and mauled him
One of my dragged me away but Joade lay dead on the ground
The preacher found for the funeral well he didn't have a whole lot to say
He didn't know Joade or about rodeo so all he could do was to pray
There's many a cowboy that him his life and the children all loved him too
There were lines on his face and each one was a
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