Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Powell

Just about a years or so ago
Ten men rode way down the mighty Colorado
And as I read their journey
I couldn't help but a very similar yearning to Mr. Powell

And I wish that I could been there with him
The way he talked the river, I could tell
The revelations he must felt within himself
The realization of what man's supposed to do, I it too

As they ride over the waves
As they would glide over the

The river forged its way canyons
That were so high that the clouds float within them
Cascade fountains surrounded
On through a gorge grand beyond description and the rolls

And like a whirlpool it sets my mind to
Can you imagine that went so high
The sky would be nothing more than a thin blue line
And would rainbow their way up to the sky

As they would ride over the
As they glide over the waves
hear them singing, singing