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