Luyện nghe bài hát The Farmer-Labor Train

From the Canadian Rockies to the land of Mexico,
City and the country, you may go,
Through the and windy weather, the sun and sleet and rain,
Comes through the country this Farmer-Labor train.

to the jingle and the rumble and the roar,
She's rollin' through New to the West Pacific shore.
It's a long time been waitin', now she's been whistlin' 'round the bend,
Roll on into Congress on that train.

There's and teamsters and sailors from the sea,
There's boys from Texas and the hills of Tennessee,
There's miners Kentucky, there's fishermen from Maine;
Every worker in the rides that Farmer-Labor train.

warehouse boys and truckers and guys that skin the cats,
Men run the steel mills, the furnace and the blast,
Through the smoky factory cities, the hot and dusty plains,
And the cushions they are crowded, on Farmer-Labor train.

Listen to the jingle and the and the roar,
She's rollin' through New England to the West shore.
It's a long time we've been waitin', now she's been 'round the bend,
on on into Congress on that Farmer-Labor train.

There's folks of every color and they're ridin' by side
Through the swamps of Louisiana and across the Divide,
From the wheat and the orchards and the lowing cattle range,
And they're rolling victory on this Farmer-Labor train.

This train into Washington a bright and happy day,
When she steamed into the station you could the people say:
"There's that Farmer-Labor Special, full of union men
Headin' White House on the Farmer-Labor train."