Luyện nghe bài hát St. Francis Dam Disaster

There was a well water master man
He was the , he could do anything
The Saint Dam disaster man
Thought she was all right until midnight

Because that seeks her own
She had a desire to
She was looking for to go

She was a slave to the metropolis
She was feeling choked, she pushed the wall it broke
they heard the great apocalypse
At power number two
Well, was nothing they could do

Because that seeks her own
Five and one half hours she would
She had fifty-three to go

A cascade down to Santa way
Near sixty feet high now a mile wide
It was clear she was far away
And whole towns were too a few got lucky in

Because that seeks her own
But more hours she would flow
She had miles to go

She carried in her every of thing
House, trees, and telegraph pole some say a souls
At three A.M. she gave Santa a ring
She was still twenty-five high
a peaceful sky

Because that water her own
But two more she would flow
She had nineteen more to go

It was a bad night in little Saticoy
El Rio then how many no one really knows
Ventura Beach was very boy humanity a pile
She went her final

Because that water her own
Into the sea the flowed
And now for forever she go