Luyện nghe bài hát Riverside Slide

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

One cold, black of a Colorado winter
It on Red Mountain Pass
We warned ev'rybody the Slide was runnin'
An' was a mess
But the plowshed, south a' town
Come a blade with a flashin' blue
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 called 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 around Ouray County
Seen a lotta them cold, nights
When the only thing movin' is a big ol'
Flashin' them blue lights
You drive them around these parts
You gotta have a real hide
ya never quite know what time a' the night
You die in the Riverside Slide

Well, it snowed six feet on the that night
An' we knew what was on down
An' so did the boy an' his blue light
When he rolled that outta town
Well, he took that 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 around Ouray County
Seen a lotta cold, black nights
When the only thing movin' is a big ol'
them weird blue lights
We the boy in the early spring
settin', the plow on its side
Yeah, ya never quite know time a' the night
You gonna die in the Riverside