Luyện nghe bài hát The Hills of West Virginia

From the plains of Ohio we drifted out one day
For the southern of a journey
Underneath the bridge, the Ohio sang
As we for the hills of West Virginia

And the red sun of the morning was smiling the trees
As the darkness of the was quickly fading
And the fog hugged the road a cloudy, cloudy sea
When we drove though the hills of Virginia

We smoked the and drank of the wine
And we of the forest we were passing
And the road would wind and wind and
When we drove through the hills of Virginia

Among all the wealth of the beauty we passed
There was many old shacks a-growing
And we saw the broken bottles on the grass
When we drove though the hills of West

The people watched as we went riding by
Oh, proud as a boulder they standing
And we wondered at each with a meeting of the eye
When we drove thought the of West Virginia

And once in a while we would by the road
And gaze at the of the valley
wishing for a path down below
Where we stopped in the of West Virginia

Up and down and all around we took our restless
And the rocks, they staring cold and jagged
Where explosions of the had torn away the side
Where we drove through the hills of Virginia

And the orange sun was on the southern border line
As the shadows of the were now returning
And we knew the mountains followed us and watched us from
When we drove the hills of West Virginia
When we drove the hills of West Virginia