Luyện nghe bài hát Casey Jones Was His Name

A long ago
In a in Tennessee
lived a man
And he was as he could be
By the of his brow
He earned fortune and
Jones was his name

(Chorus)
Clickety-clack,
Over the rails go
Clickety-clack,
Braving rain and
knew three-eighty-two was his train
Casey Jones was his

From Memphis,
On that Express
By the wining of the
You tell him from the rest
the old plantations
With their and cane
Jones was his name

(Repeat chorus)

Runnin' late thru
Past on the fly
Like chasin' thunder
Thru the of the sky
we heard his engine moanin'
And the story is
Casey Jones was his

Then on fatal night
He his final run
Near Vaughan,
He his time had come
Too he saw the (?)
Of an old train
Now a legend, Casey was his name

(Repeat chorus)