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

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

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

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

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

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

Little Joe the Wrangler was called out with the
Scarcely had the little fellow the herd
When the cattle they stampeded like a on they fled
And everyone was ridin' for the

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 o'er his head
He was ridin' Old Rocket in the lead

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

Next just at daybreak we found where Rocket fell
Down in a washout feet below
Beneath his his life had gone his spur had run its knell
Was our little Texas stray Wrangler Joe