Luyện nghe bài hát Little Joe The Wrangler

Little Joe the Wrangler wrangle nevermore
His days the roundup they are o'er
Was a year ago last when he rode into our camp
Just a Texas stray and nothing more

Was late in the evening he rode into our camp
On the Texas pony he called Chaw
With his brogan and overalls a tougher looking kid
You never in life before had saw

His saddle was a Texas kack built many ago
An OK spur on one foot lightly
With his packroll in a cotton sack so loosely behind
And a from his saddle horn was slung

He said he had to his home his pa had married twice
His new ma him every day or two
So he saddled up old Chaw one night and lit a his way
He said he'd try to his own canoe

He said if we would give him he'd do the best he could
Though he didn't straight up about a cow
So the boss he cut him out a mount and put him on
He sorta this little kid somehow

He learned to wrangle and learned to know them all
And get them in at daybreakk if he
And to trail the old wagon and always hitch the team
And to cook each evening rustle wood

We had hardly reached the Pecos the weather it was
We camped down on the south side in a draw
When a commenced blowing and we doubled up our guards
It every one of us to hold them in

Little Joe the was called out with the rest
Scarcely had the fellow reached the herd
When the cattle they stampeded like a hailstorm on fled
And everyone was for the lead

Amid the streaks of there was one horse up ahead
He was tryin' to check the leaders in speed
It was little Joe the Wrangler with a o'er his head
He was ridin' Old Blue Rocket in the

At last we got them millin' and kinda quited
And the extra guards back to the went
But was one a missin' we could see it at a glance
Was our Texas stray poor Wrangler Joe

Next morning at daybreak we found where Rocket fell
in a washout twenty feet below
Beneath his horse his life had his spur had run its knell
Was our little Texas stray poor Joe