Luyện nghe bài hát Desperados Waiting for a Train

I'd play the Red Valley
And he'd sit out in the and cry
And run his fingers through seventy years of
And wonder, "Lord, has well I've drilled run dry?"

We were friends, me and old man
Like desperados waitin' for a
Like desperados for a train

He's a drifter and a of oil wells
And an old school man of the
He let me his car
When too drunk to

And he'd wink and me money for the girls
And our lives like some old western movie
Like desperados for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a

From the time that I could he'd take me with him
To a bar called the Green Frog
There old men with beer guts and dominos
Lying 'bout their lives while played

And I was a kid
They all his "Sidekick"
desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados for a train

One day I looked up and he's pushin'
And there's brown tobacco stains all down his
To me one of the heroes of this country
So why's he all up like them old men

Drinkin' beer and playin' and Forty-two
Like waitin' for a train
Like desperados for a train

A day before he died, I to see him
I was grown and he was gone
So we just closed our and dreamed us up a kitchen
And sang another verse to old song
"Come on, Jack, that son of a guns are "

Like waitin' for a train
Like desperados for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a
desperados waitin' for a train