Luyện nghe bài hát Green River

(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Davis)

Way out in the canyons of the West, there's a wild river. The named it San Buenaventura; but we knew it as the Green.

It was on the river but we couldn't see the sun
And we couldn't our voices through the roar
But we felt the boilin' and our blood was runnin' cold
As we headed down the canyon of
And the gods were with us
On the day we ran the of the Green

And we died a thousand times in forty miles of hell
The longest day of life we'd seen
But we to tell the story and we know the story well
The day we ran the of the Green

We were thirty-two in number when we gathered on the
And we headed off into the great
But we summoned up our courage an' we formed a team
And we ran ragin' river all alone
Yeah, the gods runnin' with us
On the day we ran the of the Green

shouts.]

And we hear a thousand on the mighty canyon walls
As we from the waters far below
And we saw the warnings and we heard the ghostly cries
Of the men who ran the river ago
And we prayed they were with us
On the day we ran the of the Green

shouts.]

Now the are swirlin' in the eddies of our minds
But the waters of the are flowin' clear
And the of Lodore will be a long remembered tale
To be told around the through the years
Yeah, the gods were with us
On the day we ran the of the Green

And we died a times in that forty miles of hell
The longest day of life we'd ever
But we lived to tell the story and we the story well
The day we ran the rapids of the

[Echoing shouts. out.]