Luyện nghe bài hát Little Joe The Wrangler

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

Was in the evening when he rode into our camp
On the little Texas pony he called
With his brogan shoes and overalls a 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 tied
And a canteen from his saddle was slung

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

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

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

We had hardly reached the Pecos the it was fine
We were down on the south side in a draw
When a northern commenced blowing and we doubled up our
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 stampeded like a hailstorm on they fled
And everyone was for the lead

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

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

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