Luyện nghe bài hát The Gallopin' Goose

(Chip Davis, Fries)

On a cold mornin'
Back in
an early snow a-fallin'
On the three-foot at Ames
Came a mighty contraption
Known to as a motor
But to in Colorado
She was known by name

Up the canyons south of
Past the red Cathedral
the yellow mountain switchbacks
And the far below
On the high and trestles
Near the mines of Ophir
In the silver San Juan
Came a goose snow

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

a four-door auto-mobile
On a dozen wheels of
feet of rockin' boxcar
Spot-welded to her
Loaded down with
Ten a' high-grade ore
Two mothers babies
Seven an' the mail

Up the side a' Mountain
By internal gas
Eight Pierce-Arrow pullin'
thousand pounds a' lead
At the snowshed on the
The conductor his prayers
He declared a driveshaft
On the pass at Head

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 Gallopin'

[Musical here.]

Down the three-percent to
In the valley of
They still talk the Southern
An' her flock of flyin'
From the at Ridgway
To the depot at
All the tracks are gone for scrap
And the rest in peace

Up the canyons of Sawpit
Past the red Cathedral
'Cross the yellow switchbacks
And the rapids far
On the high and lofty
Near the fabled of Ophir
In the silver San Juan
There's a legend in the

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