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

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

See the ol' smoke round the bend,
I reckon that she knows gonna meet a friend,
Folks around 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,
got a list o' passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all lifts to Brown's Hotel,
'Cause lots o' them 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 my run and I make my pay
On the Atchison, and the Santa Fe.

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

we come!

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

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

Hey, men, did you ever see perty femininity
arrivin' all at once in here town?
In here town?
saw the likes of this for miles around!

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

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

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

Fred Harvey exactly how to pick 'em!

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

I was the Lilian of Cherryville, Kansas,
But they gave me a chance.
I finished school in Providence, Rhode Island,
And Providence, Rhode is where dance.

(Virginia O'Brien)
Oh, I'm from
Ohio!
My middle Hi-a-wath-ee -
Ohio!
I'm gonna git the in them thar hills,
So I good-bye-o, Ohio!

We school marms from Grand 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,
buried in Paris,
But I finally left
Paris, Illinois!

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

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

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