Luyện nghe bài hát Desperados Waiting For The Train

I'd the Red River Valley
And he'd sit out in the and cry
And run his through seventy years of livin'
And wonder, "Lord, has ever' well I've run dry?"

We were friends, me and old man
desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados for a train

He's a drifter and a driller of oil
And an old man of the world
He let me his car
When he's too to

And wink and give me money for the girls
And our lives were some old western movie
Like waitin' for a train
Like desperados for a train

From the time I could walk he'd take me with him
To a bar the Green Frog Cafe
There were old men with guts and dominos
Lying their lives while they'd played

And I was a kid
all called his "Sidekick"
Like waitin' for a train
Like waitin' for a train

One day I looked up and he's eighty
And there's tobacco stains all down his chin
To me one of the heroes of this country
So why's he all dressed up them old men

Drinkin' beer and Moon and Forty-two
desperados waitin' for a train
Like waitin' for a train

A day he died, I went to see him
I was and he was almost gone
So we just closed our and dreamed us up a kitchen
And sang another verse to that old
"Come on, Jack, that son of a are comin' "

Like waitin' for a train
Like waitin' for a train
desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a