Luyện nghe bài hát Apple Cider Re-Constitution

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

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

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

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

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

And on Sunday mornin', easy comes to me
With apple cider, leaves me here a place to go

Any railway station be just fine, fine, fine
To settle and wash the cobwebs from your head
Oh, if your runnin' dry, dry, dry
Find a waiting room beneath the stars to your bed

You know London can make your brain
The get cold 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 but it don't seem right

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

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

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

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

And the rails go on forever in a silver
To the setting sun, you can follow
you want to go

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