Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Powell

Just a hundred years or so ago
Ten men their way down the mighty Colorado
And as I read their journey
I couldn't help but feel a very yearning to Mr. Powell

And I wish that I could have been with him
The way he talked about the river, I could
The revelations he must have felt himself
The of what man's supposed to do, I feel it too

As they would over the waves
As would glide over the waves

The river forged its way canyons
That were so high that the clouds float within them
Cascade fountains surrounded
On through a gorge beyond description and the river rolls

And like a it sets my mind to spinnin'
Can you imagine walls that went so
The sky would be nothing more a single thin blue line
And would rainbow their way up to the sky

As they would over the waves
As they would glide the waves
You'd hear them singing,