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 Spanish it San Buenaventura; but we knew it as the Green.

It was daylight on the river but we see the sun
And we couldn't hear our through the roar
But we felt the boilin' current and our blood was runnin'
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 that forty of hell
The longest day of life we'd ever
But we lived to tell the and we know the story well
The day we ran the of the Green

We were in number when we gathered on the shore
And we off into the great unknown
But we summoned up our courage an' we a mighty team
And we ran that ragin' all alone
Yeah, the gods runnin' with us
On the day we ran the of the Green

shouts.]

And we a thousand echoes on the mighty canyon walls
As we shouted from the far below
And we saw the ancient warnings and we heard the ghostly
Of the men who ran the river ago
And we prayed that they 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 canyon of Lodore will be a remembered tale
To be around the campfires through the years
Yeah, the gods were runnin' us
On the day we ran the rapids of the

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

[Echoing shouts. out.]