Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Ponies Run

Jerry Jeff

We held a funeral and a wake at the Saloon
With every cowboy agathered in one room
Swappin' tales and tellin' from days when they were young
Fearless buckaroos who always let the run

I still see us behind the chutes, in the sun
Light reflecting off the buckles that we'd won
Farmin' from everywhere, just a ropin' in our dreams
Buckin' down the highway in old and faded jeans

Cheyenne days to Fort Worth nights, we drove inch of road
We often our dreams out loud, sharing rooms and dirty clothes
The bandaged up, the broken ones, too tough to cry
The one we won the big go around, the were ours to buy

Days were filled with mundane that kept us lean and mean
But our nights were spent out dancin' with the girls we'd seen
Regaling them with wild ass tales, weren't that far from true
There wasn't a single favor asked that your old pal do

And every year the finals us back to OKC
Shoulders, Mahan, Steiner, Vol, and old Duffy
And the dust had settled and the last go-round was run
We stayed up all night singing songs every song was sung

The broken bones and broken that led to broken homes
And the trails we rode together, now we travel on
And the friends we saw summer, now we hardly saw at all
A little something's broken off each a cowboy falls

Well amigos, see you down the line
I enjoyed the bullshit, cause it brought back some good times
And if you see pals we knew from days when we were young
Tell I stil saddle up just to feel the ponies run