Luyện nghe bài hát Canadian Railroad Trilogy

There was a time in this fair land the railroad did not run
When the wild majestic stood alone against the sun
And long the white man and long before the wheel
When the green forest was too silent to be real

But time has no beginnings and history has no
As to this verdant country came from all around
They upon her waterways and they walked the forests tall
Built the mines, the and the factories for the good of us all

And when the young man's fancy are turnin' to the
Then the railroad men grew restless for to hear the ring
But their minds were overflowing with the of their day
Were for many a the won and lost and many a debt to pay

For they in the future and what did they see
They saw an iron road runnin' the sea to the sea
Bringin' the goods to a young growin'
All up from the seaports and their hands

But away said they across this mighty land
From the eastern shore to the strand

in the workers and bring up the rails
We lay down the tracks and tear up the trails
Open their heart let the life blood
get on our way 'cause we're movin' too slow

Bring in the and bring up the rails
We're gonna lay down the and tear up the trails
Open their let the life blood flow
get on our way 'cause we're movin' too slow
Get on our way 'cause movin' too slow

Behind the blue the sun is declinin'
The stars come stealin' at the close of the day
Across the wide prairie our loved lie sleeping
Beyond the oceans in a place far away

We are the navies who upon the railway
Swingin' our hammers in the blazin' sun
Livin' on stew and bad whiskey
our old backs till the long days are done

We are the navies who upon the railway
Swingin' our in the bright blazin' sun
Layin' down track and the bridges
our old backs till the railroad is done

So over the mountains and over the
Into the and into the rain
Up the St. all the way to Gaspe
swingin' our hammers and drawin' our pay

Drivin' 'em in and tyin' 'em
Away to the and into the town
A a day and a place for my head
A drink to the and a toast to the dead

Oh the song of the future has sung
All the battles been won
On the mountain tops we
All the world at our
We have opened up the
our teardrops and our toil

For there was a time in this fair when the railroad did not run
When the wild majestic mountains alone against the sun
Long before the man and long before the wheel
When the green dark was too silent to be real

When the dark forest was too silent to be real
And are the dead men too silent to be real