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 daylight on the but we couldn't see the sun
And we couldn't hear our voices the roar
But we felt the boilin' current and our blood was runnin'
As we headed down the of Lodore
And the were runnin' with us
On the day we ran the rapids of the

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

We were thirty-two in number when we on the shore
And we headed off into the unknown
But we up our courage an' we formed a mighty team
And we ran that river all alone
Yeah, the were runnin' with us
On the day we ran the rapids of the

shouts.]

And we hear a thousand echoes on the mighty canyon
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 that they were us
On the day we ran the of the Green

shouts.]

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

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

shouts. Fade out.]