Luyện nghe bài hát Wabash Cannonball

(alvin carter)

Oh, from the great atlantic ocean to the wide shore,
From the green ol' mountains to the hills of labrador
She's long and tall and handsome, she's quite well by all,
She's the called the wabash cannonball.

She pulled in birmingham one cold december day,
Pulled into the station, you could hear the say,
there's a girl on there from tennessee, long and she's tall,
She come in from birmingham on the cannonball.

Oh, listen to the jingle, the rumble and the
As she glides along the woodland the hills and by the shore.
Hear the rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hoboes call
Riding the jungles on the wabash cannonball.
Whew-ew!

Now eastern are dandy, so the western people say,
new york to chicago, st. louis by the way
And up in minnesota where the waters fall
No can be taken on the wabash cannonball.

Here's to claxton, may his name forever stand,
May it always be remembered all the land
His earthly race is over and the curtains him fall
But we'll him home to victory on the wabash cannonball.

Oh, listen to the jingle, the and the roar
As she glides along the woodland the hills and by the shore.
Hear the mighty of the engine, hear the lonesome hoboes call
Riding the jungles on the wabash cannonball.
Whew-ew!