Luyện nghe bài hát Utah Carroll

arranged and adapted by Arlo

So you ask me my kind
Why I am sad and
And why my brow is
Like the upon the hill

Rein in your ponies
And tell you all a tale
Of Carroll, partner
And his ride on the trail

In a grave a headstone
a date or name
My partner lies silent
In the from which I came

Long ago we rode
ridden side by side
I loved him a brother
And I wept when Utah

While riding up one
And our was almost done
The quickly started
On a and maddening run

The boss's little
Who was riding on that
Rushed in to the stampede
It was my partner died

upon her pony
Tried to turn the cattle
But her blanket beneath her
And she caught and held on

When we all saw that red
Each cowboy his breath
For should her pony her
None could the girl from death

When the cattle saw the
dragging on the ground
They were maddened in a
And they charged deafening sound

The girl soon saw her
And she turned her face
And bending in her
the blanket to replace

Just then she her balance
In the front of wild tide
voice controlled the round up
"Lie still, Lenore" he

And then up beside her
Utah riding fast
But little did the boy know
The ride be his last

Full often from the
He had caught the trailing
To her up at full speed
Was now his hope

He low from his saddle
To her to his arm
We thought that succeeded
That the girl was safe harm

But such a upon his saddle
Had been put before
And the cinches gave him
And he fell beside

When the fell from her saddle
She had the blanket down
It lay there close beside
Where they lay the ground

took the blanket
And to he said
"Lie still" and running
Waved the red thing his head

He turned the maddened
From Lenore, his friend
And as the mighty rushed toward him
He to met his end

And as the came on him
His weapon quickly
He was to die defended
As all brave do

The weapon flashed like
And it loud and clear
As the cattle rushed and him
He the leading steer

When I broke through that circle
To poor Utah lay
With a thousand wounds and
His blood ebbed away

I knelt down beside him
And I that all was o'er
As I him faintly whisper
"Good-bye, my Lenore"

Next at the churchyard
I heard the say
"Don't our kind friend Utah
Was lost on great day

He was a cowboy
And not to die
And meet him at the round up
On the plains the sky"

So you ask me my friend
Why I am sad and
And why my is darkened
Like the clouds upon the

in your ponies closer
And I'll tell you all a
Of Carroll, partner
And his last ride on the