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

Do you hear that whistle down the
I figure that it's Number 49
She's the only one that'll sound way
On the Atchison, and the Santa Fe

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

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

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 back 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 forth along 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

Here she
(Comin' the line)
Raa du raa, du raa du, raa raa raa
(On the Atchison, and the Santa Fe)
She really down the line
Looky, looky, looky, look, look,
(Atchison, and the Santa Fe)
Oh, boy, huffin' and a puffin' on the 49

In this day and age, girls leave 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 so fresh and alive
And I'm so glad to arrive, all so grand
easy to see you don't need a palace
To feel like in Wonderland

Back in Ohio, I come from
I've done a lot of dreamin' and I've 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 hear the whistle across the hill
Then I'd watch the lights till they'd away
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe

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

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

When I'm old and gray and down
If I ever get a chance to sneak from town
Then spend my busman's holiday
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe

All
(We came the country 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)
Can't believe that anything go so fast

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