Luyện nghe bài hát 3. 10 To Yuma

There is a lonely called the 3.10 to yuma

And it's the train left for me to ride on

I'll catch that lonely train called the 3.10 to

I'll get my ticket now for my last

They say the of man is made up of four seasons

And finds him young and planting his grain

And then the summer comes bringing warm of reason

And time to his crop of heartache and pain

Though got no reason to go there
And there aint a that you know there
Listen, as the 3:10 to issues its sad refrain
Take that
Take that

The winter comes, finds him and laden

He has been humbled now, walking the rain

But the rains of death never fall from the cloudless skies of

stand still for those on that 3.10 train

There is a lonely called the 3.10 to yuma

And it's the only left for me to ride on

I'll catch that lonely called the 3.10 to yuma

I'll get my now for my last time