Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Ponies Run

Jerry Jeff

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

I still see us the chutes, standin' in the sun
Light off the shiny buckles that we'd won
Farmin' boys from everywhere, a ropin' in our dreams
Buckin' down the in old trucks and faded jeans

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

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

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

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

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