Luyện nghe bài hát Utah Carol

And now, my friends, you've asked me what makes me sad and
And why my brow is like the clouds upon the hill
Run in your ponies closer and tell to you my tale
Of Carol my partner and his last ride on the trail

We rode the range together and it side by side
I loved him like a brother and I when Utah died
We were rounding up one morning when work was almost
on his side the cattle started on a frightened run

Underneath the saddle that the boss's rode
Utah, very morning had placed a bright red robe
So, the saddle might easy for Lenore, his little friend
And it was this red blanket that him to his end

The blanket was now dragging behind her on the
The frightened saw it and charged it with a bound
then saw her danger and turned her pony's face
And leaning in the saddle tied the blanket to its

But in leaning lost her balance, fell in of that wild tide
"Lay still Lenore, I'm coming", were the that Utah cried
His faithful saw her and reached her in a bound
I thought he'd been successful and her from the ground

But the weight upon the saddle had not been felt
His back cinch snapped like thunder and he fell by
up the blanket he swung it over his head
And started the prairie, "Lay still Lenore" he said

When he got the stampede turned and saved Lenore his
He turned to face the cattle and meet his end
His six gun flashed lightning, the report rang loud and clear
As the cattle rushed and him he dropped the leading steer

On his funeral morning, I heard the say
I hope we'll all meet Utah at the roundup far
Then they wrapped him in a blanket that saved his little
And it was this red blanket that him to his end