Luyện nghe bài hát The Gallopin' Goose

(Chip Davis, Fries)

On a cold November
in nineteen-thirty-seven
With an early snow
On the three-foot at Ames
Came a mighty strange
Known to trainmen as a
But to folks in
She was by another name

Up the canyons south of
Past the red spires
'Cross the yellow mountain
And the far below
On the and lofty trestles
Near the mines of Ophir
In the San Juan Mountains
Came a goose a-plowin'

With a engine,
hot and on the loose
Came the Rio Grande
The Gallopin'
a Pierce-Arrow engine
Runnin' hot and on the
Came Five, The Gallopin' Goose

a four-door auto-mobile
On a wheels of iron
feet of rockin' boxcar
Spot-welded to her
Loaded down mercantile
Ten a' high-grade ore
Two nursin' babies
Seven an' the mail

Up the side a' Sunshine
By internal gas
Eight Pierce-Arrow pistons
thousand pounds a' lead
At the on the summit
The conductor his prayers
He a busted driveshaft
On the pass at Head

With a engine
hot and on the loose
Came the Rio Grande
The Goose
With a engine
hot and on the loose
Came Number Five, The Goose

interlude here.]

Down the to Rico
In the of Dolores
They still about the Southern
An' her flock of geese
From the at Ridgway
To the depot at
All the tracks are for scrap iron
And the ganders rest in

Up the canyons of Sawpit
Past the red spires
'Cross the yellow switchbacks
And the rapids far
On the high and lofty
the fabled mines of Ophir
In the silver San Mountains
a legend in the snow

With a engine
hot and on the loose
Came the Rio Southern
The Gallopin'
With a Pierce-Arrow
Runnin' hot and on the
Came Five, The Gallopin' Goose