Luyện nghe bài hát Desperados Waiting For The Train

I'd sing the Red River
And sit in the kitchen and cry
Run his through seventy years of livin'
Lord has every well I drilled ran dry
We were me and that old man

Like waiting for the train
Like desperados waiting for the

He's a drifter and a driller of oil
And an old school man of the
Taught me how to his car when he's too drunk to
And he'd and give me money for the girls
And our was like some old western movie

Like waiting for the train
Like waiting for the train

From the time that I could walk he take me him
To a place called the Green Frog
was old men with beer guts and dominoes
Lyin' bout their lives they'd play
And I was just a kid they all called his sidekick

Like desperados for the train
Like desperados waiting for the

Now I up and he was pushin' eighty
And there's brown tobacco all down his chin
To me he's one of the heroes of this
So why's he all dressed up some old men
Drinking beer and playing and 42

Like desperados for the train
Like waiting for the train

Then just he died I went to see him
I was grown and he was almost
We just closed our eyes and us up a kitchen
And sang another verse to that old
Don't cry Jack it's only Jesus

Like waiting for the train
Like desperados for the train
desperados waiting for the train