Luyện nghe bài hát Canadian Railroad Trilogy

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

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

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

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

But look away said they across this land
From the shore to the western strand

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

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

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

We are the navies who work the railway
our hammers in the bright blazin' sun
Livin' on stew and drinkin' bad
Bendin' our old backs till the long are done

We are the navies who upon the railway
Swingin' our hammers in the bright sun
Layin' track and buildin' the bridges
Bendin' our old backs till the is done

So over the and over the plains
the muskeg and into the rain
Up the St. Lawrence all the way to
Just swingin' our hammers and our pay

'em in and tyin' 'em down
Away to the and into the town
A dollar a day and a for my head
A drink to the livin' and a toast to the

Oh the song of the future has sung
All the battles have won
On the tops we stand
All the at our command
We have up the soil
With our teardrops and our

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

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