Luyện nghe bài hát Little Joe The Wrangler

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

Was late in the evening he rode into our camp
On the little Texas he called Chaw
With his shoes 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 lightly swung
With his in a cotton sack so loosely tied behind
And a from his saddle horn was slung

He said he had to leave his 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 try to paddle his own canoe

He said if we would him work he'd do the best he could
Though he didn't know straight up 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 help to cook each rustle wood

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

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

Amid the streaks of lightnin' there was one up ahead
He was to check the leaders in their speed
It was little Joe the with a slicker 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 there was one a missin' we could see it at a
Was our little stray poor Wrangler Joe

Next just 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 stray poor Wrangler Joe