Luyện nghe bài hát Apple Cider Re-Constitution

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

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

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

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

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

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

Any railway station 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 your bed

You know can make your brain stall
The streets get and empty on a rainy 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
Singin' in the burger bar, see the faces
In the passin' cars don't to know

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

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

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

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

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