Luyện nghe bài hát Old Red

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

Meaner than sin, wild as the
blew on the Montana plains
Old Red was one of the of its breed
And wasn't to be tamed

From Idaho, a young came
To at the big rodeo
The young name was Billy McLean
And had never been thrown

The greatest desire young Billy's heart
To ride this old outlaw Red
He drew him one day and I Billy say
"I'll ride him or over dead"

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

Old Red out with his head on the ground
His back hooves touching his nose
to get rid of the man on his back
But the man went wherever he

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

Old Red headed straight for the
stopping and then
He reared on his hind legs and on his back
Taking poor Billy him

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

Old Red lay still, no more did he
The cowboys that seen it could
In to throw Billy off his back
Old Red his neck when he fell

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