Luyện nghe bài hát Desparados Waiting for a Train

By Guy

AND I'D THE RED RIVER VALLEY
AND SIT IN THE KITCHEN AND CRY
RUN HIS FINGERS SEVENTY YEARS OF LIVING'
WONDERING, LORD, HAS EVERY WELL I RAN DRY
WE FRIENDS, ME AND THAT OLD MAN
LIKE DESPERADOS FOR THE TRAIN
LIKE DESPERADOS FOR THE TRAIN

HE'S A AND A DRILLER OF OIL WELLS
AND AN OLD SCHOOL MAN OF THE
TAUGHT ME HOW TO DRIVE HIS CAR WHEN HE'S TOO TO
AND HE'D WINK AND GIVE ME MONEY FOR THE
AND OUR LIVES WAS LIKE SOME OLD MOVIE
LIKE WAITING FOR THE TRAIN
LIKE WAITING FOR THE TRAIN

FROM THE TIME THAT I COULD WALK HE'D TAKE ME HIM
TO A PLACE CALLED THE GREEN CAFE
AND THERE WAS OLD MEN WITH BEER AND DOMINOES
LYING' ABOUT THEIR LIVES WHILE PLAYED
LIKE DESPERADOS WAITING FOR THE
LIKE DESPERADOS WAITING FOR THE

AND I LOOKED UP AND HE WAS PUSHING
AND THERE WAS TOBACCO STAINS ALL DOWN HIS CHIN
TO ME HE'S ONE OF THE OF THIS COUNTRY
SEE WHY'S HE ALL DRESSED UP SOME OLD MAN
DRINKING' BEER AND MOON IN FORTY-TWO
LIKE DESPERADOS FOR THE TRAIN
LIKE WAITING FOR THE TRAIN

THE DAY BEFORE HE DIES I TO SEE HIM
I WAS GROWN AND HE WAS ALMOST
WE CLOSED OUR EYES AND DREAMT US UP A KITCHEN
AND SANG VERSE TO THAT OLD SONG
"DON'T CRY, JACK, IT'S JESUS COMING"
LIKE WAITING FOR THE TRAIN
LIKE WAITING FOR THE TRAIN
LIKE DESPERADOS FOR THE TRAIN