Luyện nghe bài hát Downbound Train

A stranger lying on a bar room
Had drank so much he drink no more
So he fell asleep 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 bones
While the furnace rang with a thousand

The boiler was filled with lager
The devil himself was the
The passengers most a motley crew
Some foreigners and others he knew
Rich men in broadcloth, beggars in
young ladies and wicked old hags

As the train on at a terrible pace
Sulphuric fumes scorched their and face
Wider and wider the country
Faster and the engine flew
Louder and louder the thunder
Brighter and brighter the lighting

Hotter and the air became
Till their clothes were with each quivering refrain
Then out of the din there a yell
Ha ha said the we're nearing home
Oh how the shrieked 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 knees on the bar floor
And a prayer like never before

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