Luyện nghe bài hát Old Tom Hom

Now in old Wyoming many long years ago
there was no law and order round to regulate the show
Those old Wyoming had a problem on their hands
Trying to keep the cow thieves and the off their land
Now old Tom Horn a riding up one day
Gonna lend a hand to the in his own peculiar way
Well he took his 44-40 out and it up right well
Then he rode off Dry Gulch with a sack of rifle shells
Old Tom Horn with a rifle by his side through the hills of Wyoming he would
There ain't no tellin' how cattle thieves he killed
But it was God help the when Tom Horn was in the hill

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

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