Luyện nghe bài hát Old Paint

I an old paint
I an old dam
I'm to Montana
To throw a

They in the coolies
water in the draw
Their tails are all
backs are all raw

Ride
Ride around slow
The fiery and the
Are to go

Old Brown
Had a and a son
One went to
And the other went

His wife, she
In a fight
And he keeps singing
From morning night

Ride
Ride around slow
Well, the fiery and the
Are to go

Well, I die
Take my saddle from the
Put it on my
And lead him from his

Tie my to his back
Turn our faces to the
And ride the prairie
we like the best

Ride
Ride real slow
Well, the and the snuffy
Are to go

Ride
Ride real slow
Well, the fiery and the
Are to go