Luyện nghe bài hát Riverside Slide

(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Davis)

One cold, black night of a winter
It snowed on Red Mountain
We warned ev'rybody the Slide was runnin'
An' 5-5-Oh was a
But outta the plowshed, south a'
Come a blade a flashin' blue light
We told boy: "Whatever you do,
Beware of the Slide."

Now that plow-jockey he had a job to do
Been them slides for years
But we all knew, down inside,
He was livin' with a thing fear
you don't mess around with an avalanche, son
A men tried, and died
Yeah, you get them plows past Creek Falls,
You lookin' at the Riverside

Now all a' us folks around Ouray
Seen a them cold, black nights
the only thing movin' is a big ol' plow
Flashin' them weird lights
You drive them snowplows around these
You have a real thick hide
'Cause ya quite know what time a' the night
You die in the Riverside Slide

Well, it snowed six feet on the mountain that
An' we knew what was comin' on
An' so did the boy an' his flashin' light
When he rolled that blade outta
Well, he that plow up 5-5-Oh
An' he it lean to one side
An' before he it, he was buried alive
At the bottom of the Riverside

Yeah, all a' us folks around County
Seen a lotta cold, black nights
the only thing movin' is a big ol' plow
Flashin' them weird lights
We found the boy in the early
Still settin', the plow on its
Yeah, ya never quite know what time a' the
You gonna die in the Riverside