Luyện nghe bài hát Apple Cider Re-Constitution

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

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

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

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

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

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

Any railway station would be just 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 to make your bed

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

there's na na na noowah on the jukebox
Singin' in the burger bar, see the people's
In the passin' cars don't to know

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

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

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

And the go on forever in a silver 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 without a to know