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

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

See the ol' smoke 'round the bend
I reckon that she knows gonna meet a friend
around 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 pretty big
And they'll all want lifts to Hotel
'Cause o' them been travelin' for quite a spell

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

Ooh ee, Atchison, Topeka, Fe
Atchison,

On the back East are mighty swell
The Chesapeake, and the ASL
But I make my run and I my pay
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe

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

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

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

What a day, I'm feeling so fresh and alive
And I'm so glad to arrive, it's all so
It's easy to see you don't a palace
To like Alice in Wonderland

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

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

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

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

When I'm old and gray and settled
If I ever get a chance to sneak away from
Then I'll spend my busman's
On the Atchison, Topeka and the 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', natch for you)
(To take the Atchison, Topeka and the Fe)
Can't believe that would go so fast

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