Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Powell

Just a hundred 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 about the river, I could tell
The revelations he must have within himself
The of what man's supposed to do, I feel it too

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

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

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

As they would ride the waves
As they would glide over the
You'd hear singing, singing