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

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

For they looked in the future and what did 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 into their

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

Bring in the workers and up the rails
We gotta lay down the tracks and up the trails
Open their heart let the life blood
Gotta get on our way 'cause movin' too slow

in the workers and bring up the rails
We're lay down the tracks and tear up the trails
their heart let the life blood flow
Gotta get on our way 'cause we're 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 dark in a place far away

We are the navies who work 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 navies who work the railway
Swingin' our in the bright blazin' sun
down track and buildin' the bridges
Bendin' our old backs the railroad is done

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

Drivin' 'em in and tyin' 'em
Away to the bunkhouse and into the
A dollar a day and a place for my
A drink to the livin' and a toast to the

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

For there was a time in fair land when 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 dark forest was too silent to be real

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