Luyện nghe bài hát The Gallopin' Goose

(Chip Davis, Fries)

On a November mornin'
Back in
With an snow a-fallin'
On the three-foot at Ames
Came a strange contraption
Known to as a motor
But to folks in
She was by another name

Up the canyons south of
Past the red spires
the yellow mountain switchbacks
And the rapids far
On the high and lofty
Near the fabled of Ophir
In the San Juan Mountains
Came a goose snow

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

'Twas a four-door
On a dozen of iron
Sixteen of rockin' boxcar
Spot-welded to her
Loaded down with
Ten a' high-grade ore
Two mothers babies
Seven miners an' the

Up the side a' Sunshine
By gas combustion
Eight Pierce-Arrow pullin'
Fifteen thousand pounds a'
At the on the summit
The conductor said his
He declared a busted
On the pass at Lizard

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

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Down the three-percent to
In the valley of
They still talk the Southern
An' her flock of geese
From the roundhouse at
To the at Durango
All the are gone for scrap iron
And the rest in peace

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

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