Luyện nghe bài hát Desperados Waiting For The Train

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

Like waiting for the train
desperados waiting for the train

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

Like waiting for the train
Like desperados for the train

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

Like desperados waiting for the
Like desperados waiting for the

Now I looked up and he was pushin'
And there's tobacco stains all down his chin
To me he's one of the of this country
So he all dressed up like some old men
Drinking beer and moon and 42

Like waiting for the train
Like desperados for the train

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

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