Luyện nghe bài hát Old Red

Old Red was one of the yet
I'd at the big rodeo
He'd bite you and kick you and stomp out life
Old Red had never been

than sin, wild as the wind
That blew on the Montana
Old Red was one of the of its breed
And wasn't to be tamed

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

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

Old Red was waiting down in the shoot
He was kicking and stomping
climbed into the saddle with ease
He yelled, him loose, let us out

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

Billy was racking Old Red his spurs
the tail to the tip of his chin
He was doing well, but Billy could tell
This would never give in

Old Red headed straight for the
Suddenly and then
He reared on his hind and fell on his back
Taking poor Billy him

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

Old Red lay still, no more did he
The cowboys that it could tell
In to throw Billy off his back
Old Red broke his when he fell

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