Luyện nghe bài hát The Wreck of the Number Nine

THE OF THE NO. 9
(Writer J. Robison)
'60 MCA

On a cold winter's night not a was in sight
And the north wind came howling down the
With his so dear stood a brave engineer
his orders to pull old No 9
She kissed him with a tear in her eye
But the joy in his he could not hide
Oh the whole world seemed when she told him that night
That she'd be his blushing bride
Oh the wheels hummed a song as the rolled along
And the black came pouring from the stack
And the headlight seemed to brighten his dream
Of tomorrow when be coming back
He steered around the and his brave heart stood still
For a headlight was in his face
And he a prayer as he drew on the air
or he knew this would be his final
In the wreck he was found lying there on the
And he them to raise his weary head
As his breath slowly went the message he sent
To the maiden who thought she be wed
There's a little white that I built for our own
Where I we'd be happy by and by
But I leave it to you for I know you'll be
Till we meet at the golden gate