Luyện nghe bài hát Sons Of The Pioneers

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

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

Well, from Texas up the Idaho
From the to the plains
got the blood of Crockett and Geronimo
Flowing through veins

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

a gal down in Texas with 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

got braids and hat with an eagle feather
He rides with broncs there ain't none
And his great grand-daddy was a on the wild frontier
And a proud son of the original Pioneers

Well, Texas clear up the Idaho
the mountains to the plains
They got the blood of Crockett and
through their veins

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

They're being kept
By the sons of the