Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Ponies Run

Jerry Walker

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

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

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

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

And every the finals drew us back to OKC
Shoulders, Mahan, Steiner, Vol, T-bone and old
And when the dust had settled and the last was run
We stayed up all night singing 'til every song was sung

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

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