Luyện nghe bài hát Old Red

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

than sin, wild as the wind
That blew on the Montana
Old Red was one of the of his breed
And wasn't to be tamed

Idaho a young cowboy came
To ride in the big
The young cowboy's was Billy McClain
And Billy had been thrown

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

Old Red was wicked there in the chute
He was kickin' and about
Billy dropped into the with ease
And said, "Turn him let us out"

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

Billy was rakin' old Red with his
From his to the tip of his chin
He was doin' right well but Billy could
This would never give in

Old Red was straight for the fence
Suddenly in and then
He reared on his hind legs fell on his back
Taking Billy with him

There was a hush in the
For they knew this would be Billy's ride
The horn crushed Billy's chest
When they fell and old Red Billy died

Old Red lay no more would he move
The cowboys that seen it tell
In tryin' to throw Billy off of his
Old Red broke his neck he fell

Out in the west is the where they rest
This cowboy that was thrown
And one foot away there neath the clay
Is the that never was rode