Luyện nghe bài hát Little Joe The Wrangler

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

Was late in the evening when he into our camp
On the little Texas pony he called
With his brogan and overalls a tougher looking kid
You in your life before had saw

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

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

He if we would give him work he'd do the best he could
Though he didn't know up about a cow
So the he cut him out a mount and kindly put him on
He sorta liked this little kid

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

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

Little Joe the Wrangler was called out the rest
Scarcely had the fellow reached the herd
When the they stampeded like a hailstorm on they fled
And was ridin' for the lead

Amid the streaks of lightnin' was one horse up ahead
He was tryin' to check the leaders in their
It was little Joe the Wrangler with a slicker his head
He was Old Blue Rocket in the lead

At last we got them millin' and kinda down
And the guards back to the wagon went
But there was one a missin' we see it at a glance
Was our little Texas stray poor Joe

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