Luyện nghe bài hát Boxcar Telegrams

Warm in narrow car I lie
Spinnin' wheels move me into night
Cold train is me along
Back to the old Queen, 3 times her weight in
And I don't to go

to my city bed to lie
Through window watching bodies speeding by
To the poet stirring in my mind
days empty into winter whiskey nights
And I don't want to go, no I don't go

So me in Yukon mountains to rest my hurried bones
Silver Springs wash the fuel of that drives me home
I don't wanna go
No I don't go

Back far from BC timber
To voices and disapproving eyes
From a sea of summer backroad country
To a grave of unborn piles
And I don't wanna go, no I don't go

So leave me in mountains to rest my hurried bones
Springs wash the fuel of youth that drives me home
Cause I wanna go
No I wanna go

The night comes black and falls to ash and stone
Over iron the train begins to slow and I am back once more,
Back I belong
But I wanna go