Luyện nghe bài hát Spell Of The Yukon

I the gold and I sought it I scrabbled and mucked like a slave
Was it famine or scurvy I fought it I hurled my into a grave
I wanted the and I got it came out with a fortune last fall
Yet somehow life's not what I thought it and somehow the isn't all

No there's the land have you seen it it's the land that I know
From the big dizzy that screen it to the deep death-like valleys below
Some say God was tired when he made it some say it's a fine to shun
Maybe but there's some that trade it for no land owner and I'm one

You come to get that's a good reason you feel like an exile at first
You hate it like hell for a season and then worse than the worst
It grips you like some kinds of sinning it twists you foe to a friend
It seems it's been since the beginning it it will be to the end

I've in some mighty mouthed-hollow that's plumb full of hush to the brim
I've the big husky sun wallow in crimson and gold and grow dim
the moon set the pearly peaks gleaming and the stars tumbled out neck and crop
And I thought that I surely was dreaming with the peace of the piled on top

The summer no sweeter was ever the sunshiny all a thrill
The grayling a leap in the river the bighorn asleep on a
The strong life that never knows harness the wilds the caribou call
The the freedom the farness oh God how I'm stuck on it all

The winter the brightness that blinds you the white land tight as a drum
The cold fear that follows and finds you the silence that you dumb
The snows that are older than history the woods where the shadows slant
The stillness the moonlight the myst'ry I'd them goodbye but I can't

There's a where the mountains are nameless
And the all run God knows where
There are lives that are erring and aimless and deaths just hang by a hair
There are hardships that reckons there are valleys unpeopled and still
There's a land oh how it and beckons and I want to go back and I will

They're making my diminish I'm sick of the taste of champagne
God when I'm skinned to a finish I'll pike to the Yukon again
I'll fight and you bet it's no sham fight it's hell but I've been there
And it's better than by a damn sight so me for the Yukon once more

There's gold and its and haunting it's luring me on as of old
Yet it isn't the gold that I'm wanting so much as just finding the
It's the great big broadland way up yonder the forest where silence has lease
It's the beauty that thrills me with wonder it's the that fills me with peace