Luyện nghe bài hát City Of New Orleans

Ridin' on the City of New Orleans Illinois Central Monday rail
cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors sacks of mail
All the southbound odyssey the train rolls out of Kankakee
along past houses farms and fields
Passin' trains that no names switchyards full of old black men
Of graveyards full of automobiles
Good morning how are you
Said you know me I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the City of New
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is

Playin' card games with an old man on the car
Many a no one's keepin' score
that paper bag that holds the bottle
Feel the wheels a neath the floor
And the sons of poor men porters and the sons of
their father's magic carpet made of steel
Mothers with their asleep rockin' to that gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all feel
Good morning how are you...

Well it's night time on the City of New
cars in Memphis Tennessee
Half way I'll be there by morning
the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea
And all the towns and people seem to fade a bad dream
And the steel rails still ain't heard the
The conductor sings his songs again the passengers please refrain
This got the disappearin' railroad blues
night America how are you...