Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

There's a Spanish that runs between
Guadalquivir and old
And at dead of night the blows
And people she's running still

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well the Devil he had aces and a king
And the Lord, he was running for a
He had the queen and the and the nine and ten of spades
All he needed was the

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

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

Ten thousand was the opening bid
And it soon went up to
But the Lord didn't see what the did
And he said that me fine

I'll you high to hundred and five
And put an end to your sins
But the let out a mighty shout
My wins

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 are on the line
Oh Lord, let him win

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

And far away in some
The Lord and the are now playing chess
The Devil still cheats and wins more
And as for the Lord, well, he's doing his best

And I Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win
The Sun is down and the night is in
That is still on time, oh my soul is on the line
Oh Lord, got to win