Luyện nghe bài hát City Of New Orleans

Ridin' on the City of New
Illinois Central, Monday rail
15 cars & 15 restless
Three conductors and 24 of mail

All along the southbound odyssey the train out of Kankakee
and moves along past houses, & fields
Passin' trains that no name, and switch yards full of old black men,
And graveyards of automobiles

Good America, how are you?
Say you know me? I'm your native son!
I'm a they call the City of New Orleans,
be gone 500 miles when the day is done

Dealin' cards with the old men in the car
a point, and nobody's keepin' score
Hey now pass the bag that holds the bottle
And feel the rumblin' 'neath the floor

And the sons of Pullman & the sons of engineers
Ride their magic carpet made of steel
Mothers with their asleep, rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they

Repeat

time on the City of New Orleans
Changin' cars in Memphis,
home, we'll be there by mornin'
Thru the Mississippi darkness down to the sea

And all the towns & people seem to into a bad dream
And the steel still ain't heard the news
The sings his song again
"The passengers please refrain:
train has got the disappearin' railroad blues"

Repeat