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 wild and weather, the sun and sleet and rain,
Comes through the country this 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 been waitin', now she's been whistlin' 'round the bend,
Roll on into on that Farmer-Labor train.

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

There's warehouse boys and truckers and guys that the cats,
Men that run the steel mills, the and the blast,
Through the smoky factory cities, o'er the hot and plains,
And the cushions they are crowded, on Farmer-Labor train.

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

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

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