Luyện nghe bài hát Sons Of The Pioneers

Well, way out west the wild wind blows
The eagle flies and the brush grows
Traditions are holding on you'll be glad to
They're being kept by the sons of the Pioneers

Like that young cowboy from old
Got boots and and a black bandanna
And he rides the prairie rounding up the steers
like his daddy he's a son of the Pioneers

Well, from clear up the Idaho
From the to the plains
They got the blood of and Geronimo
Flowing their veins

Now the wild old is changing some
But persevere
They're kept alive by the sons of the Pioneers

There's a gal down in Texas a great big hat
She likes roping and dancing and things like
And if you need a hand at branding she'll volunteer
'Cause she's a prairie flower and a daughter of the Pioneers

He's got and hat with an eagle feather
He with broncs there ain't none better
And his great grand-daddy was a chief on the frontier
And he's a proud son of the Pioneers

Well, from Texas up the Idaho
From the mountains to the
They got the blood of and Geronimo
Flowing their veins

Now the wild old west is changing
But persevere
They're being kept alive by the sons of the

They're kept alive
By the of the Pioneers