Luyện nghe bài hát Downbound Train

A stranger lying on a bar floor
Had drank so much he could drink no
So he asleep with a troubled brain
To dream that he rode on that downbound

The engine with was sweaty and damp
And brilliantly lit with a lamp
And imps for was shoveling bones
While the furnace rang a thousand groans

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

As the train on at a terrible pace
Sulphuric scorched their hands and face
Wider and wider the grew
Faster and faster the flew
Louder and the thunder crashed
and brighter the lighting flashed

Hotter and hotter the air
Till clothes were burned with each quivering refrain
Then out of the din there a yell
Ha ha said the devil nearing home
Oh how the shrieked with pain
They begged old Satan to that train

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

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