Luyện nghe bài hát City Of New Orleans

Ridin' on the City of New Orleans Illinois Monday morning rail
Fifteen and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors twenty-four of mail
All along the odyssey the train rolls out of Kankakee
Rolls past houses farms and fields
Passin' trains have no names switchyards full of old black men
Of graveyards full of rusted
Good America how are you
Said don't you know me I'm native son
I'm the train they the City of New Orleans
I'll be five hundred miles when the day is done

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

Well it's time on the City of New Orleans
Changin' cars in Memphis
Half way I'll be there by morning
Through the darkness rollin' down to the sea
And all the towns and people to fade into a bad dream
And the steel rails ain't heard the news
The conductor his songs again the passengers will please refrain
train's got the disappearin' railroad blues
Good night how are you...