Luyện nghe bài hát Old Red

Old Red was one of the yet
I'd seen at the big
He'd bite you and you and stomp out your life
Old Red had never been

than sin, wild as the wind
That blew on the plains
Old Red was one of the last of its
And wasn't to be tamed

From Idaho, a cowboy came
To ride at the big
The young cowboy's was Billy McLean
And Billy had never thrown

The greatest filled young Billy's heart
To ride this old called Red
He drew him one day and I heard say
"I'll ride him or drop dead"

Old Red was waiting down there in the
He was and stomping about
Billy climbed the saddle with ease
He yelled, him loose, let us out

Old Red came out with his head on the
His back hooves were his nose
Trying to get rid of the man on his
But the man went he goes

Billy was racking Old Red his spurs
From the to the tip of his chin
He was right well, but Billy could tell
outlaw would never give in

Old Red headed for the fence
Suddenly stopping and
He reared on his hind legs and on his back
Taking poor with him

There was a hush from the crowd and knew
That this would be Billies last
The horn crushed Billies chest when he fell
And under Old Red, died

Old Red lay still, no more did he
The cowboys that it could tell
In trying to throw off his back
Old Red broke his when he fell

Out in the west, there's a place where rest
This that's never been thrown
Just one foot away resting 'neath the clay
Is the outlaw that's never been