Luyện nghe bài hát Sons Of The Pioneers

Well, way out west where the wild wind
The eagle 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 young cowboy from old Montana
Got and spurs 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 clear up the Idaho
From the mountains to the
They got the blood of Crockett and
Flowing through their

Now the wild old west is some
But traditions
being kept alive by the sons of the Pioneers

There's a gal in Texas with a great big hat
She likes roping and dancing and things that
And if you need a hand at your branding she'll
'Cause she's a wild prairie and a daughter of the Pioneers

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

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

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

They're kept alive
By the sons of the