Luyện nghe bài hát Downbound Train

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

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

The boiler was with lager beer
The himself was the engineer
The were most a motley crew
Some foreigners and others he knew
Rich men in broadcloth, in rags
Handsome young ladies and wicked old

As the train rushed on at a terrible
Sulphuric fumes scorched their and face
Wider and wider the country
Faster and faster the flew
Louder and the thunder crashed
Brighter and brighter the flashed

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

The awoke with an anguished cry
His clothes wet with sweat and his hair standing
He fell on his on the bar room floor
And prayed a prayer like never

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