Luyện nghe bài hát On The Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe

Do you that whistle down the line?
I figure that it's Engine 49
She's the only one sound that way
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe

See the ol' smoke 'round the bend
I reckon she knows she's gonna meet a friend
Folks these parts get the time of day
From the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe

Here she
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Hey, Jim, you get the rig
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
She's got a list of passengers that's big
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's
'Cause lots o' them been travelin' for quite a

On the way to
On the Atchison,
On the Atchison,
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe

Ooh ee, Atchison, Topeka, Fe
Atchison,

On the roads East 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' back and forth along aisles
My land, you must've walked about a million
It's a treat to be on your all day
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe

she comes
(Comin' the line)
Raa du raa, du raa du, raa raa raa
(On the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe)
She racin' down the line
Looky, looky, looky, look, look,
(Atchison, and the Santa Fe)
Oh, boy, we're huffin' and a on the 49

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, and the Santa Fe

What a lovely day, I'm feeling so fresh and
And I'm so glad to arrive, it's all so
It's easy to see you need a palace
To feel like Alice in

Back in Ohio, where I from
I've a lot of dreamin' and I've traveled some
But I thought, I'd see the day
I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe
(Wanna a ride on the Santa Fe)

I lean across my window sill
And the whistle echoin' across the hill
Then I'd watch the lights they'd fade away
On the Atchison, and the Santa Fe

What a
(What a big wonderful thrill)
the wheels a-singin' 'Westward ho'
(With the wheels hum, ho)

Right from the day I heard them
(I the wheels a-singin')
'Cross the Kansas through New Mexico
(Across the plains, hum, ho)
I guess got a little gypsy in my heart

When I'm old and gray and settled
If I ever get a chance to away from town
Then I'll spend my holiday
On the Atchison, and the Santa Fe

All
(We came across the lickety-split)
Goin' ninety an hour, fit to be tied)
I can't I'm here at last

Woo oo ooo
(When you go travelin', it's for you)
(To take the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe)
believe that anything would go so fast

Then you pull that throttle, whistle
A huffin' and a puffin' and she goes
All for Californiay, hey
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe