Luyện nghe bài hát Joad'e The Rodeo Clawn

Gather round boys and a tale I will tell about Joade the rodeo
This happy feller keep the cowboys together after they hit the
He once was a fighter and a saddle bronc rider and all around hell of a
But a bull got him down away from the clown he lived but not ride
But rodeo was burned deep in his soul and his just wouldn't let go
He didn't want hooked by the bulls so he took to clowin' the show
grease paint and red nose and baggy old clothes
His track barreled and bloomed
He his keep a fightin' the bulls and savin' us hard ridin' fools
I was down in the well and hung in my rope in a show in old Texas town
The man who me from chain and hells was Joade the rodeo clown
The bull gored old Joade his terrible old horns
Then stomped and mauled him
One of my buddies dragged me away but lay dead on the ground
The preacher they found for the funeral well he have a whole lot to say
He didn't know Joade or about rodeo so all he could do was to pray
There's many a cowboy that owes him his life and the children all him too
There lines on his face and each one was a trace
Of the laughter the miles and the
So barkeep get with it and set em up again I'm this next round
And if there's any man here who drink to old Joade
Then he just get the hell out