Luyện nghe bài hát Desperados Waiting for a Train

(Guy Clark)

And I'd play the red valley
And he'd sit in the kitchen and cry
And run his
seventy years of living
And wonder, Lord, has every I've drilled gone dry
We were me and this old man
desperadoes waiting for a train
Like desperadoes waiting for a

Well he's a drifter and a driller of oil
And an old man of the world
He taught me how to his car
he's too drunk to
And he'd wink and me money for the girld
And our lives were like old western movie
Like desperadoes waiting for a
Like desperadoes for a train

From the time I could walk
He'd me with him
To a bar called the frog cafe
was old men with beer guts and dominoes
Lying about their while they played
And I was a kid
all called me sidekick
Like desperadoes for a train
Like waiting for a train

One day I up and
He was eighty
And there was brown tobacco
All his chin
To me he was one of the
Of country
So he all dressed up like them old men
Drinking beer amd moon and forty-two
Like waiting for a train
Like waiting for a train

And then the day he died
I to see him
And I was grown and he was gone
So we just closed our eyes and us up a kitchen
And sang another verse to old song

Come on, jack, the son-of-a-bitch is

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