Luyện nghe bài hát Apple Cider Re-Constitution

When we came to the station, all the were rusty
The doors open and the windows broken in
There was grass in all the and the air hung musty
The travel posters were flappin' in the

So, we through the dust and gloom
Playin' waiting games in the waiting
Lay our bags out on the floor

And on Sunday mornin', easy comes to me
With apple cider, leave me here without a to go

If I followed the coast road, I'd be home by
The lights still cut across the bay
From the slot machine the lights go streamin'
To the bikes outside the 'n roll cafe

Ah, but you know those small town
Are too much to lose
There's really there to go back for

And on Sunday mornin', easy rider to me
With cider, leaves me here without a place to go

Any station would be just fine, fine, fine
To settle down and wash the cobwebs from your
Oh, if your situation's dry, dry, dry
Find a waiting room beneath the stars to make bed

You know London can make your brain
The streets get and empty on a rainy night, so you duck
Into the subway station, you can hear the trains call, wanna
Take you to the Earl's Court Road but it don't seem

'Cause there's na na na noowah on the
in the burger bar, see the people's faces
In the passin' cars don't want to

And on Sunday mornin', rider comes to me
With apple cider, me here without a place to go

You have the most appealing I have seen
Bring it here, lay it down by me
Don't mean to make you nervous, I mean
To make you see, is the place to be

we came to the station, all the trains were rusty
The air was and the platforms overgrown
There were old tin cans and and the doors were crusted
With mud and leaves and names carved ago

And the rails go on in a silver trail
To the sun, you can follow them
Anywhere you to go

And on Sunday mornin', easy rider to me
With apple cider, leaves me without a need to know