Luyện nghe bài hát There's A Pony That's Lonely To-night

Words & Music by Hank

A pale little boy lay there
On the prairie at the of the day.
"I've shot in the breast, sir, please help me"
Weak and these words he did say
"My mother's an in Heaven,
My daddy won't me to stay,
So please, sir, I beg you to me,
I'm an orphan cast by the way."

There's a silvery on the old corral,
There's a that's restless and worn,
There's a little saddle that's empty,
And a little grey that is torn.
There's an outcast that for a mother
To him life's battles to fight,
Tho' no one to miss little Joe's tender kiss,
But his is lonesome to-night.

We worked thro the until dawning
We but 'twas only in vain
He smiled as his closed in slumber
To be free all sorrow and pain.
He died as the day ended
With the he made his last flight
There was no one to miss little Joe's kiss
But his pony is to-night.

There's a moon on the old corral
But a wreath on the old bunkhouse
There's a little brown saddle that's
That never be used anymore
He has the great foreman up yonder
Where the ranges are care-free and
There's a new star a in heaven
But a pony that's to-night.