Luyện nghe bài hát Old Tom Hom

Now back in old Wyoming long years ago
When there was no law and order to regulate the show
Those old Wyoming ranchers had a on their hands
to keep the cow thieves and the rustlers off their land
Now old Tom came a riding up one day
Gonna a hand to the cattlemen in his own peculiar way
Well he took his out and cleaned it up right well
Then he rode off Dry Gulch with a sack of rifle shells
Old Tom Horn with a by his side through the hills of Wyoming he would ride
There no tellin' how many cattle thieves he killed
But it was God help the rustler when Tom Horn was in the

If you rode the Larame Valley by either day or
You can be right sure he's watchin' you through his sights
He laid out in the bushes and the come around
Then he'll the boy with a single shot and chamber one more round
Now the rustlers tried to stop him but they found was no way
He could pick them off from a mountain a half mile away
Well they ran him down the but they never touched his hide
He just slipped across to his hide out on the Colorado
Old Tom Horn a rifle...

Then one day young Willie Nickle was out a ridin'
A 44-40 shot rang out and laid the boy down
it was only fourteen years since that little kid was born
And they said it looked the doing's of that lonesome Tom Horn
So the cattlemen went and him up with a length of fresh snipped rope
But his still hangs out in the hills and spooks the Antelope
Now all the hatred and all the cattlemen's fears
Have all Tom Horn alive through all the changing years
Old Tom with a rifle...