Luyện nghe bài hát Riverside Slide

(C.W. McCall, Fries, Chip Davis)

One cold, black night of a Colorado
It snowed on Red Mountain
We ev'rybody that the Slide was runnin'
An' 5-5-Oh was a
But the plowshed, south a' town
Come a with a flashin' blue light
We told boy: "Whatever you do,
Beware of the Slide."

Now that plow-jockey he had a job to do
Been dodgin' them slides for
But we all knew, deep inside,
He was livin' with a called fear
'Cause you don't mess with an avalanche, son
A lotta men tried, and
Yeah, you get them plows past Creek Falls,
You lookin' at the Riverside

Now all a' us folks around County
Seen a lotta cold, black nights
When the only thing movin' is a big ol'
Flashin' weird blue lights
You drive them snowplows around parts
You gotta a real thick hide
'Cause ya never quite know what time a' the
You gonna die in the Riverside

Well, it six feet on the mountain that night
An' we what was comin' on down
An' so did the boy an' his flashin' light
When he rolled blade outta town
Well, he took that up 5-5-Oh
An' he it lean to one side
An' he knew it, he was buried alive
At the bottom of the Slide

Yeah, all a' us folks around Ouray
Seen a them cold, black nights
When the thing movin' is a big ol' plow
Flashin' weird blue lights
We found the boy in the spring
Still settin', the plow on its
Yeah, ya never know what time a' the night
You gonna die in the Riverside