Luyện nghe bài hát A Memory Of Jim

It's a story sad to
the end of life's trail
For the cowboy I've ever known
He left so young
With his still undone
He on to that heavenly home

A he was king
He the roundups in spring
And he loved it was always his home
We The Lord understands
How we our old friend
you Jim how can we go on

He'd save the horse for you
For him an old bronc do
He'd ride the bad one and never
you needed a hand
He'd be there the end
He'd by you in sunshine or rain

A cowboy he was
He could do
His was made of pure gold
It ever seem right
It still cuts like a
you Jim how can we go on

Green now he rides
On range beyond the skies
In that country where he'll grow old
On a good he'll fly
the angels by his side
Running freely down of shining gold

A cowboy he was
We'd laugh and we'd
His favorite was The Roan
So my good friend
Someday we'll again
you Jim how can we go on

2003 Pistol Hill ASCAP