Luyện nghe bài hát Desperados Waiting For The Train

I'd the Red River Valley
And he'd sit in the and cry
Run his fingers through years of livin'
Wonder has every well I drilled ran dry
We friends me and that old man

Like desperados waiting for the
desperados waiting for the train

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

Like desperados for the train
Like desperados waiting for the

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

Like desperados waiting for the
Like desperados waiting for the

Now I looked up and he was eighty
And there's brown stains all down his chin
To me he's one of the heroes of this
So he all dressed up like some old men
beer and playing moon and 42

Like desperados for the train
Like waiting for the train

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

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