Luyện nghe bài hát Desperadoes Waitin' For A Train

Guy

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

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

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

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

The day he died I went to see him
I was grown and he was gone.
So we our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen
And sang one verse to that old song
on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is comin'

Desperados waitin' for a
waitin' for a train.