Luyện nghe bài hát Roll River Roll

Ref: river roll, roll river roll
Down through the valley, my soul

Down from New Hampshire, she rises and
Tides feeding wetlands, she feeds as she
Whitewater rafting, for bass
Watching the geese fly, watching them

Foaming white waters southeastern
hundred miles down to the sound
When she was young, she never was
Her waters would cover the cities

Break: Eddies swirling, acurling
Always going, seaward
Whispering river, giver
falling, always calling

Her waters would the factories and mills
the farmers land as he tills
From Springfield to Hartford they rolled past the
Passing the at Windsor Locks

Connecticut River a in the wild
Whose beauty and has many beguiled
May she forever continue to
Down from Vermont to Old Saybrook