Luyện nghe bài hát Old Red

Old Red was one of the yet
I'd seen at the big
bite you and kick you and stomp out your life
Old Red had been rode

Meaner than sin, as the wind
blew on the Montana plains
Old Red was one of the last of its
And wasn't to be tamed

From Idaho, a young came
To ride at the big
The young cowboy's was Billy McLean
And Billy had never thrown

The greatest desire filled Billy's heart
To ride this old called Red
He him one day and I heard Billy say
"I'll ride him or over dead"

Old Red was down there in the shoot
He was and stomping about
Billy into the saddle with ease
He yelled, him loose, let us out

Old Red came out with his on the ground
His back hooves were touching his
Trying to get rid of the man on his
But the man wherever he goes

Billy was Old Red with his spurs
From the tail to the tip of his
He was right well, but Billy could tell
This would never give in

Old Red headed for the fence
Suddenly and then
He reared on his hind legs and fell on his
poor Billy with him

There was a hush from the crowd and they
That this be Billies last ride
The horn crushed Billies chest when he fell
And under Old Red, Billy

Old Red lay still, no did he move
The cowboys seen it could tell
In trying to throw off his back
Old Red broke his neck when he

Out in the west, there's a where they rest
This cowboy never been thrown
Just one foot away there 'neath the clay
Is the outlaw that's never rode