Luyện nghe bài hát Canadian Railroad Trilogy

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

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

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

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

But look said they across this mighty land
From the eastern to the western strand

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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