Luyện nghe bài hát Apple Cider Re-Constitution

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

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

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 home by
The harbor lights cut across the bay
From the slot machine arcade the go streamin'
To the bikes outside the 'n roll cafe

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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