Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train [Demo Version]

Now listen just a minute I sing this song,
Don't you worry baby it take long.
I'm just about to draw the line,
So don't be surprised if I this time.

Well I'm north and I'm goin' south
Don't no more of your lyin' mouth.
I'm hittin' the road, ring some bells,
Better I can do it well.

Midnight train, ramblin'
All night long I'm gamblin',
Been losin' all my money and it really is funny, umm dum.
Midnight train, ramblin'
Al I'm gamblin', gamblin'
Well tell you what baby, well you be movin' on.

Well I really don't where I'm goin' for sure,
gotta map, it ain't no tour.
Just headin' out to the sky,
Who knows, even die.

don't you worry your pretty little head
'Cause you never gave a what I did or said.
That's why I'm packin' to leave this
Can't stand to at your cheatin' face.

Well you me like a little boy
And played like I was a toy.
you thought I'd have the blues,
Look whose cryin', you lose.

(twice)
It's about that time, better be on

Midnight Train (version "Missing Links, Vol. 3")

1: Well I'm an angry man, I an angry song,
Tell you it won't be long,
I'll pack my bags, get outa here,
With my and a case o' beer.
Well I'm north and I'm goin' south,
you honey, better shut you're mouth,
Well I'll kick your head from to hell,
You better I can do it well.

Midnight train, ramblin', ramblin',
All night I'm a-gamblin', gamblin',
all my money well it really is funny, hon.
train, ramblin', ramblin',
All long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin',
Tell you what'n well you better be movin' on.

2: Well I don't know where I'm goin' for sure,
got a map, and it ain't no tour,
I'm headin' out for the open sky,
Who knows? Might die.
Well don't you your pretty little head,
I never give a damn I did or said.
That's why I'm packin' to this place,
Can't look at your cheatin' face.

(repeat)

3: Well you treated me a little boy,
And you played like I was a toy.
I guess you I'd have the blues,
who's cryin', guess you lose.

(repeat)

CHORUS: train, rambling, rambling,
All night I'm gambling, gambling.
Losing all my money, it really ain't so funny, hon.
train, rambling, rambling,
All long I'm gambling, gambling.
Tell you what'n baby, you better be moving on.

(repeat)

CHORUS: It's about that time, be movin' on.
Get outa here, you be movin' on.
that's all she wrote, you better be movin' on.