Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Ponies Run

Jerry Jeff

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

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

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

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

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

The broken bones and broken hearts that led to homes
And the we rode together, now we travel on alone
And the friends we saw each summer, now we saw at all
A little broken off each time a cowboy falls

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