Luyện nghe bài hát Old Red

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

Meaner sin, wild as the wind
That on the Montana plains
Old Red was one of the last of its
And wasn't about to be

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

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

Old Red was waiting down there in the
He was and stomping about
climbed 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
Trying to get rid of the man on his
But the man went wherever he

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 straight for the fence
stopping and then
He reared on his legs and fell on his back
Taking poor with him

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

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

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