Luyện nghe bài hát Patanio (The Pride of the Plains)

Written by - C. McAuliffe - Bobby Gregory
Recorded by Hawkshaw

You look at this picture a wondering eye
And then at the arrow that hangs by side
They tell a story for you there is one
With the name of Patanio the begun

I'll you a story that will thrill you, I know
Of a horse I owned down in New Mexico
Swift as an antelope and as a crow
A star on his forehead as as the snow

His hair like a was glossy and fine
He was restless and proud but so gentle and
His arched neck was hidden by a thick, flowing
And they him Patanio, the pride of the plains

The country was new and the settlers scarce
And the on the warpath were savage and fierce
Scouts were sent out every day the post
But they never came back so we they were lost

One day the captain, someone he must go
For help to the at New Mexico
A dozen brave fellows right away yeah
But the captain he me a-standing right near

Patanio me, his nose in my hand
Said the captain, your horse is the best in the
You're good for the and the lightest man here
On the back of that you've nothing to fear

So proud of my that I answered, you know
Patanio and I so willing to go
For speed and endurance I'll to the blind
will carry my life on his back

Then they all took my and I mounted my horse
Rode down the dark pathway and I turned his head
Pat struck a trot and he it all night
just as the east was beginning to light

He answered the touch with a toss of his
His black body lengthened and forward he
We were the redskins and the story was plain
the arrows fell round us like showers of rain

We were the redskins and the story was plain
sudden in my leg that I felt a great pain
The blood it gushed from Patanio's side
But he never once his powerful stride

Patanio, fellow, I knew he was hurt
But he dashed forward and into the fort
For many a fine horse I have on the range
But none like Patanio the of the plain