Luyện nghe bài hát Downbound Train

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

The engine with blood was and damp
And brilliantly lit a brimstone lamp
And imps for fuel was shoveling
While the furnace rang with a groans

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

As the train rushed on at a pace
fumes scorched their hands and face
Wider and wider the grew
Faster and faster the flew
Louder and the thunder crashed
Brighter and brighter the flashed

Hotter and the air became
Till their clothes were burned with each quivering
out of the din there came a yell
Ha ha said the devil we're home
Oh how the passengers shrieked pain
They begged old Satan to stop train

The stranger with an anguished cry
His wet with sweat and his hair standing high
He on his knees on the bar room floor
And prayed a like never before

And the prayers and vows not in vain
For he rode that downbound train