Luyện nghe bài hát The Gallopin' Goose

(Chip Davis, Fries)

On a November mornin'
Back in
With an early snow
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 canyons of Sawpit
Past the red Cathedral
'Cross the yellow switchbacks
And the rapids far
On the high and lofty
Near the mines of Ophir
In the silver San Mountains
a goose a-plowin' snow

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

a four-door auto-mobile
On a dozen of iron
Sixteen feet of boxcar
to her tail
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 pullin'
Fifteen thousand a' lead
At the snowshed on the
The conductor his prayers
He declared a driveshaft
On the at Lizard Head

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

interlude here.]

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

Up the canyons south of
the red Cathedral spires
'Cross the yellow switchbacks
And the rapids far
On the and lofty trestles
the fabled mines of Ophir
In the silver San Juan
There's a in the snow

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