Luyện nghe bài hát On the Atchison, topeka and the Sant Fe

Do you hear whistle down the line?
I figure that it's number forty-nine,
She's the one that'll sound that way.
On the Atchison, and the Santa Fe

See the ol' risin' round the bend,
I reckon that she knows she's gonna a friend,
around these parts get the time o' day
From the Atchison, and the Santa Fe

she comes!
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
Hey, Jim! yuh git the rig!
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
She's got a list o' passengers that's big
And they'll all lifts to Brown's Hotel,
'Cause lots o' been travelin' for quite a spell,
All the way to
On the Atchison,
On the Atchison,
on the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe.

Ooh-ee!
Atchison, and the Santa Fe,
Atchison, Topeka.

Oh, the roads back east are swell,
The Chesapeake, and the ASL,
But I make my run and I my pay
On the Atchison, and the Santa Fe.

Goin' back and along these aisles,
My land, you must've about a million miles.
It's a treat to be on feet all day
On the Atchison, and the Santa Fe.

we come!

She's really down the line
Looky, look, look, look, look, look
Oh, boy, we're and a-puffin' on the forty-nine!

In this day and age don't leave home
But if you get a hankerin', you roam
Our to you is run away
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe.

Hey, men, did you ever see perty femininity
arrivin' all at once in here town?
In here town?
Never saw the of this for miles around!

Round and round our are spinning,
New are beginning.
What a of calico,
It's and calico to really put a cowboy on the kibosh
Cowboy,
enough to make a fella wanna wash...

Wash face and hands, we hope you'll never be afraid of soap!
Button shoes and powdered chalk and fancy and baby talk-
It's awful a gal will stoop to do!
Even so, we aim to say we to honor and oh-
Baby, are there any more at like you?

Hand me my hair and my slicker,
Gonna get up and I'll --- her.
Put on the dog and city-slick her,
Mr. Harvey, Mr. Harvey,

Fred Harvey knows exactly how to 'em!

We come Dubuque, I-O-Way,
where the tall, tall, tall corn grows.
We from Louisiana,
That's where the flows.

I was the Lilian of Cherryville, Kansas,
But they never me a chance.
I high school in Providence, Rhode Island,
And Providence, Rhode Island is dance.

(Virginia O'Brien)
Oh, I'm Chillicothe-
Ohio!
My middle name's -
Ohio!
I'm git the gold in them thar hills,
So I good-bye-o, Ohio!

We were school marms from Rapids, Mich.
But reading, writing, were not our dish.

(Ruth Brady)
I was in Paris,
I was in Paris,
Went to in Paris, Where I met a boy
I was in Paris,
Almost in Paris,
But I left Paris-
Paris, Illinois!

(Ray Bolger)
So this is the and woolly west!
Give me my chaps and my vest.
me a girl and a holster for my hip!
Bang, bang! Yip, yip!

What a lovely
I'm feeling so fresh and
And I'm so to arrive
all to grand
It's easy to see, you dont a palace
To feel like in Wonderland

Back in Ohio, where I come
done alot of dreamin' and I traveled some
But I thought, I'd see the day
When I ever took a ride on the Fe
Wanna take a ride on the Fe
I would across my window sill
And the whistle echoin' across the hills
Then I'd watch the lights as they away
On the Atchison, Topeka, and the Fe
What a
a great big wonderful thill
With the whistle westward ho!
Right from the day I them start
'Cross the plains through New Mexico
I guess got a little gypsy in my heat
When I'm old and gray and down
If I get a chance to sneek away from town
Then I'll spend my busman's
On the Atchison, Topeka, and the Fe
All aboard!!
All aboard!!
I can't believe we're here at
Ohh Ohh
I can't believe that anything would go so
Then your pullin' throtle, blows
and a-puffin' and away we go
All for Californi-a
On the
On the Atchison
On the Topeka and
On the Topeka and the Santa Fe