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 of oil wells
And an old man of the world
He taught me how to his car
he's too drunk to
And he'd wink and give me money for the
And our lives were some old western movie
Like desperadoes waiting for a
Like desperadoes waiting for a

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

One day I up and
He was pushing
And there was tobacco stains
All his chin
To me he was one of the
Of this
So why's he all up like them old men
Drinking beer amd playing moon and
desperadoes waiting for a train
Like desperadoes waiting for a

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

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

We're like desperadoes waiting for a
Like desperadoes for a train (4 times)