Luyện nghe bài hát Downbound Train

A lying on a bar room floor
Had drank so much he drink no more
So he fell asleep with a brain
To dream that he rode on that downbound

The engine with blood was sweaty and
And brilliantly lit with a brimstone
And imps for was shoveling bones
While the furnace with a thousand groans

The was filled with lager beer
The himself was the engineer
The were most a motley crew
Some were foreigners and others he
Rich men in broadcloth, beggars in
Handsome young ladies and old hags

As the train on at a terrible pace
Sulphuric fumes their hands and face
Wider and wider the country
and faster the engine flew
Louder and louder the crashed
Brighter and brighter the lighting

and hotter the air became
Till their clothes were burned with each quivering
Then out of the din came a yell
Ha ha said the we're nearing home
Oh how the shrieked with pain
They begged old Satan to that train

The stranger awoke with an cry
His clothes wet sweat and his hair standing high
He fell on his on the bar room floor
And prayed a prayer like before

And the and vows were not in vain
For he never rode that downbound