Luyện nghe bài hát Apple Cider Re-Constitution

When we to the station, all the trains were rusty
The doors were open and the broken in
was grass in all the cracks and the air hung musty
The travel were flappin' in the wind

So, we moved through the and gloom
Playin' games in the waiting room
Lay our sleepin' out on the floor

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

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

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

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

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

You know London can make your stall
The streets get cold and empty on a night, so you duck
Into the subway station, you can hear the trains call, they
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 to know

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

You have the appealing surface I have seen
Bring it here, lay it down by me
mean to make you nervous, I just mean
To make you see, this is the to be

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

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

And on Sunday mornin', easy rider to me
With apple cider, leaves me here a need to know