Luyện nghe bài hát The Gallopin' Goose

(Chip Davis, Fries)

On a cold mornin'
Back in
With an snow a-fallin'
On the three-foot tracks at
Came a mighty strange
Known to as a motor
But to in Colorado
She was by another name

Up the canyons south of
the red Cathedral spires
'Cross the mountain switchbacks
And the rapids far
On the high and trestles
Near the mines of Ophir
In the silver San Juan
Came a goose snow

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

'Twas a auto-mobile
On a dozen of iron
Sixteen feet of rockin'
Spot-welded to her
Loaded down with
Ten a' high-grade ore
Two nursin' babies
Seven miners an' the

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

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

[Musical here.]

the three-percent to Rico
In the of Dolores
still talk about the Southern
An' her flock of geese
the roundhouse at Ridgway
To the depot at
All the tracks are for scrap iron
And the rest in peace

Up the canyons south of
Past the red spires
'Cross the yellow mountain
And the far below
On the high and trestles
Near the mines of Ophir
In the San Juan Mountains
There's a in the snow

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