Luyện nghe bài hát Sugar Daddy (feeling Good)

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

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

Foaming white southeastern bound
Four miles down to the sound
she was young, she never was tamed
Her waters would cover the cities

Eddies swirling, waves acurling
Always going, flowing
Whispering river, giver
Downward falling, calling

Her waters power the factories and mills
Quenching the land as he tills
From Springfield to Hartford they rolled the docks
the shallows at Windsor Locks

Connecticut a jewel in the wild
Whose and splendor has many beguiled
May she continue to flow
from Vermont to Old Saybrook below