Luyện nghe bài hát Downbound Train

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

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

The boiler was filled with beer
The devil himself was the
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 rushed on at a terrible
Sulphuric fumes their hands and face
and wider the country grew
Faster and the engine flew
Louder and louder the 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 nearing
Oh how the passengers with pain
They begged old Satan to that train

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

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