Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

There's a train that runs between
Guadalquivir and old
And at dead of the whistle blows
And people hear she's running

And then they their children back to sleep
Lock the doors, upstairs creep
For it is said that the souls of the
Fill that train ten thousand

a railwaymen lay dying with his people by his side
His family crying, knelt in prayer before he died
But above his bed just for the dead
Was the Devil with a in his eye
Well God's not around and look what found this one's mine!

Just then the Lord himself appeared in a blinding of light
And shouted at the devil, get thee to endless night!
But the Devil just and said I may have sinned
But no need to push me around
I got him first so you can do worst he's going underground

But I think I'll give you one more chance the Devil with a smile
So throw away that lance, it's really not your style
Joker is the name, Poker is the game, play right here on this bed
And then bet for the biggest stakes yet, the souls of the dead!!

And I said out, Lord, he's going to win
The sun is and the night is riding in
That train is dead on time, many are on the line
Oh Lord, he's to win

Well the railwayman he cut the
And he dealt them each a hand of
And for the Lord he was hard
Or that train he'd to drive

Well the Devil he had three and a king
And the Lord, he was running for a
He had the queen and the knave and the nine and ten of
All he was the eight

And the Lord he called for one more card
But he drew the diamond
And the Devil to the son of God
I you've got it straight

So deal me one for the time has
To see who'll be the king of this
But as he spoke, from beneath his
He another ace

Ten thousand was the opening bid
And it went up to fifty-nine
But the didn't see what the Devil did
And he said suits me fine

I'll you high to hundred and five
And forever put an end to sins
But the Devil let out a shout
My hand

And I Lord, oh Lord, you let him win
The sun is down and the is riding in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the
Oh Lord, let him win

Well that Spanish train still between
and old Seville
And at dead of night the whistle
And fear she's running still

And far in some recess
The Lord and the Devil are now playing
The Devil cheats and wins more souls
And as for the Lord, well, he's just his best

And I said Lord, oh Lord, got to win
The Sun is down and the is riding in
That train is on time, oh my soul is on the line
Oh Lord, got to win