Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Ridge

I was out on the road making real good time
Heading out of the frozen north for the line
I pulled off at and I stopped up on some bridge
And out on the Blue Ridge

I could hear the tumbling down the gaps
Cannon firing, musket shots and someone playing
150 years ago I was a Yankee in some
for the Blue Ridge
Trying to take the Ridge

Pick me up in Virginia, carry me to
Set me in Georgia right on time

the Shenandoah, all the way to Tennessee
The fearsome Haliwa warlords, the Cherokee
They held these ancient hills
With a willful iron all along the Blue Ridge
All the Blue Ridge
Yeah!