Luyện nghe bài hát Desperadoes Waitin' For A Train

Guy

I played the Red River
He'd sit in the and cry
Run his through seventy years of livin'
"I wonder, Lord, has well I've drilled gone dry?"
We were friends, me and old man
desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados for a train

He's a drifter, a driller of oil
an old school man of the world
Taught me how to drive his car he was too drunk to
And he'd and give me money for the girls
And our lives were like, some old movie
Like waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a

the time that I could walk he'd take me with him
To a bar called the Frog Cafe
There was old men beer guts and dominoes
Lying 'bout lives while they played
I was just a kid, all called me "Sidekick"
Just desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a

One day I looked up and he's pushin'
He's got brown tobacco stains all his chin
To me he was a hero of country
So why's he all dressed up like old men
Drinkin' beer and playin' and Forty-two
Like desperados waitin' for a
Desperados waitin' for a

The day before he I went to see him
I was and he was almost gone.
So we closed our and dreamed us up a kitchen
And one more verse to that old song
Come on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is

waitin' for a train
Desperados for a train.