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 gold and I got it out with a fortune last fall
Yet life's not what I thought it and somehow the gold isn't all

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

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

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

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

The winter the brightness that you the white land locked 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 weird shadows
The stillness the moonlight the myst'ry I'd bade them goodbye but I

There's a land the mountains are nameless
And the rivers all run God where
are lives that are erring and aimless and deaths that just hang by a hair
There are hardships that nobody 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 money diminish I'm of the taste of champagne
Thank God when I'm skinned to a finish I'll pike to the Yukon
I'll fight and you bet it's no sham fight it's hell but been there before
And better than this 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 that I'm wanting so much as just finding the gold
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 stillness that me with peace