Luyện nghe bài hát Greenville Trestle High

I as a boy
How I'd wander and
I'd watch the as they'd go by
And the lonely sound
You could hear for around
As they rolled across that trestle high.

But the whistles don't sound they used to
Lately not many go by
Hard times the land
no work for the railroad man
And the Greenville trestle now seem so high.

On the river I'd stand
With a cane in my hand
Watch the freight trains up the sky
With black smoke back
As they moved along the
That runs across Greenville trestle high.

But the don't sound like they used to
Lately not trains go by
Hard across this land
no work for the railroad man
And the trestle now don't seem so high.

When the lonesome wind
I get ramblin' on my
Lord, I wish still sounded that way
As I turned to for home
Lord, she'd rumble low and
Towards the at the close of day

No, the whistles don't sound like they to
Lately not trains go by
Hard across the land
Mean no for the railroad man
And the Greenville trestle now seem so high.

No, the Greenville now don't seem so high.