Luyện nghe bài hát Cisco Clifton's Fillin' Station

Cisco had a fillin' station
a mile and a half from town
Most cars unless they were out of gas
So Cisco was always

gas was all that it sold
Except tobacco and oil
Other than that he fixed lots of
Keepin' Cisco rough hands

wipe the gas and check the air
In a hundred a day
He patiently directions
On how to get to the state

Usually he'd give 'em
Or a tyre or two air
And once a big Cadillac
Spent seven there

He'd give anybody anything ask
And anything he had
His are tyres bumper jacks or wire
To the good or the bad

In wintertime was a depot stove
And a table for a checker
And every at sunup
The same checker came

So Cisco fillin' station
Was in the red
Personal loans were gone
But never a was said

One mornin' at eight, them players
Heard a big bulldozer like a freight
And Cisco said I hope my kids fed
they build that Interstate

He'd to pay for property
Where his fillin' station sat
And friends still came for checker
So Cisco for that

He wouldn't say so but knew
the Interstate was too much to fight
But to keep his will and to pay his
He did odd jobs at

He opened up at sunrise
And the checker game on
The flew past on highest gas
And the had sold out and gone

If a car ever did go by he was
And if they they were treated the same
So at Clifton's fillin' station
There's a howdy and a checker