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 before the white man and before the wheel
When the green dark was too silent to be real

But time has no and history has no bounds
As to verdant country they came from all around
They sailed upon her waterways and 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 to the spring
Then the men grew restless for to hear the hammers ring
But their minds overflowing with the visions of their day
Were for many a the won and lost and many a debt to pay

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

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

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

Bring in the workers and 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 too slow
Get on our way 'cause we're movin' too

Behind the blue the sun is declinin'
The they come stealin' at the close of the day
the wide prairie our loved ones 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 drinkin' bad
Bendin' our old till the long days are done

We are the navies who work upon the
Swingin' our hammers in the blazin' sun
down track and buildin' the bridges
Bendin' our old backs till the is done

So over the and over the plains
Into the and into the rain
Up the St. all the way to Gaspe
Just 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 livin' and a to the dead

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

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

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