Luyện nghe bài hát The Gallopin' Goose

(Chip Davis, Fries)

On a November mornin'
in nineteen-thirty-seven
With an early a-fallin'
On the three-foot tracks at
a mighty strange contraption
Known to trainmen as a
But to in Colorado
She was by another name

Up the canyons south of
the red Cathedral spires
'Cross the mountain switchbacks
And the far below
On the high and trestles
Near the mines of Ophir
In the silver San Mountains
Came a goose a-plowin'

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

'Twas a four-door
On a dozen of iron
Sixteen feet of boxcar
to her tail
Loaded down with
Ten a' high-grade ore
Two mothers nursin'
miners an' the mail

Up the side a' Sunshine
By gas combustion
Eight pistons pullin'
Fifteen thousand pounds a'
At the snowshed on the
The conductor said his
He a busted driveshaft
On the pass at Lizard

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

[Musical here.]

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

Up the south of Sawpit
Past the red Cathedral
'Cross the yellow mountain
And the rapids far
On the and lofty trestles
Near the mines of Ophir
In the silver San Mountains
There's a legend in the

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