Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Ponies Run

Jerry Walker

We held a funeral and a wake at the Saloon
every old-time cowboy agathered in one room
Swappin' and tellin' lies from days when they were young
buckaroos who always let the ponies run

I still see us behind the chutes, in the sun
Light reflecting off the shiny that we'd won
boys from everywhere, just a ropin' in our dreams
Buckin' down the highway in old and faded jeans

Cheyenne days to Fort Worth nights, we drove inch of road
We often our dreams out loud, sharing rooms and dirty clothes
The up, the broken ones, too tough to ever cry
The one we won the big go around, the were ours to buy

Days were filled mundane chores that kept us lean and mean
But our nights spent out dancin' with the fairest girls we'd seen
Regaling them with wild ass tales, that that far from true
wasn't a single favor asked that your old pal wouldn't do

And every year the finals drew us to OKC
Shoulders, Mahan, Steiner, Vol, and old Duffy
And when the had settled and the last go-round was run
We stayed up all night singing songs 'til song was sung

The broken bones and broken hearts led to broken homes
And the trails we rode together, now we travel on
And the we saw each summer, now we hardly saw at all
A little something's broken off each a cowboy falls

Well amigos, see you down the line
I sure enjoyed the bullshit, it brought back some good times
And if you see those pals we knew from days when we young
Tell them I stil up just to feel the ponies run