Luyện nghe bài hát Riverside Slide

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

One cold, black of a Colorado winter
It on Red Mountain Pass
We ev'rybody that the Slide was runnin'
An' was a mess
But the plowshed, south a' town
Come a blade with a flashin' light
We told boy: "Whatever you do,
Beware of the Slide."

Now plow-jockey knew he had a job to do
Been dodgin' them slides for
But we all knew, down inside,
He was with a thing called fear
'Cause you don't around with an avalanche, son
A lotta men tried, and
Yeah, you get them past Bear Creek Falls,
You at the Riverside Slide

Now all a' us folks around Ouray
Seen a lotta them cold, nights
When the only thing movin' is a big ol'
Flashin' them weird lights
You drive them snowplows around these
You gotta have a thick hide
ya never quite know what time a' the night
You gonna die in the Riverside

Well, it six feet on the mountain that night
An' we knew what was on down
An' so did the boy an' his blue light
he rolled that blade outta town
Well, he took that plow up
An' he felt it to one side
An' before he knew it, he was buried
At the bottom of the Slide

Yeah, all a' us folks Ouray County
a lotta them cold, black nights
When the only thing movin' is a big ol'
them weird blue lights
We found the boy in the spring
settin', the plow on its side
Yeah, ya quite know what time a' the night
You gonna die in the Slide