Luyện nghe bài hát Canadian Railroad Trilogy

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

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

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

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

But look away said they across this mighty
the eastern shore to the western strand

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

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

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

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

We are the who work upon the railway
Swingin' our hammers in the bright sun
Layin' down and buildin' the bridges
Bendin' our old till the railroad is done

So over the and over the plains
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 dollar a day and a for my head
A drink to the livin' and a to the dead

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

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

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