Luyện nghe bài hát Downbound Train

A stranger lying on a bar room
Had drank so he could drink no more
So he fell asleep with a brain
To dream that he on that downbound train

The engine with blood was and damp
And brilliantly lit with a brimstone
And imps for fuel was shoveling
While the furnace rang with a thousand

The boiler was with lager beer
The devil himself was the
The passengers most a motley crew
Some were and others he knew
Rich men in broadcloth, beggars in
Handsome young and wicked old hags

As the rushed on at a terrible pace
Sulphuric scorched their hands and face
Wider and the country grew
Faster and the engine flew
Louder and louder the crashed
and brighter the lighting flashed

Hotter and hotter the air
Till their clothes burned with each quivering refrain
Then out of the din came a yell
Ha ha said the devil nearing home
Oh how the passengers shrieked with
They begged old Satan to stop that

The stranger with an anguished cry
His clothes wet with sweat and his hair high
He fell on his on the bar room floor
And prayed a prayer like before

And the prayers and vows were not in
For he never that downbound train