Luyện nghe bài hát The Gallopin' Goose

(Chip Davis, Fries)

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

Up the south of Sawpit
the red Cathedral spires
'Cross the mountain switchbacks
And the rapids far
On the and lofty trestles
Near the fabled of Ophir
In the San Juan Mountains
Came a goose a-plowin'

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'

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

Up the side a' Mountain
By internal gas
Eight Pierce-Arrow pistons
Fifteen thousand pounds a'
At the snowshed on the
The said his prayers
He declared a busted
On the pass at Lizard

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

[Musical here.]

Down the three-percent to
In the valley of
They talk about the Southern
An' her flock of geese
From the at Ridgway
To the depot at
All the tracks are gone for iron
And the ganders in peace

Up the south of Sawpit
Past the red Cathedral
'Cross the mountain switchbacks
And the rapids far
On the and lofty trestles
Near the mines of Ophir
In the silver San Juan
a legend in the snow

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