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, Topeka and the Fe

See the ol' smoke risin' the bend,
I that she knows she's gonna meet a friend,
Folks around these parts get the o' day
From the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe

she comes!
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
Hey, Jim! yuh git the rig!
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
She's got a list o' passengers pretty big
And all want lifts to Brown's Hotel,
lots o' them 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, Topeka and the Fe,
Atchison, Topeka.

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

Goin' back and along these aisles,
My land, you must've about 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' the line
Looky, look, look, look, look, look
Oh, boy, we're huffin' and on the forty-nine!

In this day and age girls don't leave
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 see such perty femininity
all at once in this here town?
In here town?
Never saw the of this for miles around!

Round and our heads are spinning,
New are beginning.
a length of calico,
It's taffet-ee and calico to really put a cowboy on the
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-
It's awful a gal will stoop to do!
Even so, we aim to say we love to and oh-
Baby, are any more at home like you?

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

Fred Harvey knows 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 Lilian of Cherryville, Kansas,
But never gave me a chance.
I finished high school in Providence, Island,
And Providence, Island is where dance.

(Virginia O'Brien)
Oh, I'm from
Ohio!
My middle Hi-a-wath-ee -
Ohio!
I'm gonna git the gold in thar 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,
to school in Paris, Where I met a boy
I was in Paris,
buried in Paris,
But I left Paris-
Paris, Illinois!

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

What a trip
I'm so fresh and alive
And I'm so glad to
all to grand
It's to see, you dont need a palace
To feel like in Wonderland

Back in Ohio, where I come
I've done alot of dreamin' and I traveled
But I thought, I'd see the day
When I took a ride on the Santa Fe
take a ride on the Santa Fe
I would lean my window sill
And hear the whistle 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
With the whistle westward ho!
Right from the day I heard start
the Kansas plains through New Mexico
I guess I've got a little in my heat
When I'm old and and settled down
If I ever get a chance to sneek 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 at last
Ohh Ohh
I can't believe that would go so fast
Then your throtle, whistle blows
A-huffin' and a-puffin' and we go
All aboard for
On the
On the Atchison
On the Topeka and
On the Atchison and the Santa Fe