Luyện nghe bài hát Roll River Roll

Ref: Roll river roll, roll roll
through the valley, into my soul

Down New Hampshire, she rises and falls
Tides wetlands, she feeds as she crawls
Whitewater rafting, fishing for
the geese fly, watching them pass

Foaming white waters bound
Four hundred miles down to the
she was young, she never was tamed
Her waters would cover the unshamed

Eddies swirling, waves acurling
Always going, seaward
river, genrous giver
Downward falling, always

Her waters would power the factories and
Quenching the farmers 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