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

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

See the ol' smoke risin' the bend,
I that she knows she's gonna meet a friend,
Folks 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' that's pretty big
And all want 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, and the Santa Fe.

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

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

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

we come!

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

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

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

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

Wash your face and hands, we hope you'll be afraid of soap!
Button shoes and powdered chalk and smells and baby talk-
awful what a gal will stoop to do!
Even so, we aim to say we love to and oh-
Baby, are there any more at home like

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

Fred Harvey exactly how to pick 'em!

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

I was the Russell of Cherryville, Kansas,
But never 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 name's Hi-a-wath-ee -
Ohio!
I'm gonna git the gold in them hills,
So I good-bye-o, Ohio!

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

(Ruth Brady)
I was in Paris,
I was in Paris,
Went to school in Paris, I met a boy
I was in Paris,
Almost in Paris,
But I finally Paris-
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 lovely
I'm feeling so and alive
And I'm so to arrive
It's all to
It's easy to see, you need a palace
To feel Alice in Wonderland

Back in Ohio, where I come
I've done alot of dreamin' and I some
But I thought, I'd see the day
When I ever took a on the Santa Fe
Wanna take a ride on the Fe
I would lean across my 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
What a great big thill
With the whistle singing ho!
Right from the day I heard start
'Cross the plains through New Mexico
I guess I've got a little in my heat
I'm old and gray and settled down
If I ever get a chance to sneek away town
Then I'll spend my holiday
On the Atchison, Topeka, and the Fe
All aboard!!
All aboard!!
I believe we're here at last
Ohh Ohh
I believe that anything would go so fast
Then your pullin' throtle, whistle
A-huffin' and and away we go
All for Californi-a
On the
On the Topeka
On the Atchison and
On the Topeka and the Santa Fe