Luyện nghe bài hát Old Red

Old Red was one of the yet
I'd seen at the big
He'd you and kick you and stomp out your life
Old Red had been rode

Meaner than sin, as the wind
blew on the Montana plains
Old Red was one of the of its breed
And about to be tamed

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

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 over dead"

Old Red was waiting down in the shoot
He was kicking and stomping
Billy into the saddle with ease
He yelled, him loose, let us out

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

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

Old Red straight for the fence
stopping and then
He reared on his hind and fell on his back
Taking Billy with him

There was a hush from the and they knew
That this would be Billies ride
The saddle horn crushed Billies chest when he
And Old Red, Billy died

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

Out in the west, there's a place where they
cowboy that's never been thrown
Just one foot away there 'neath the clay
Is the outlaw never been rode