Luyện nghe bài hát Boxcar Telegrams

Warm in this car I lie
Spinnin' wheels move me further into
Cold train is rollin' me
to the old Queen, 3 times her weight in stone
And I want to go

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

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

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

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

The night comes black and falls to ash and stone
Over hills the train begins to slow and I am back once more,
where I belong
But I don't go