Luyện nghe bài hát Hobo Jungle

There was a chill that night in the hobo
Over the train lay a smooth coat of frost
And although nobody here really knows where goin'
At the very same time nobody's

In the went out and the night grew still
This old man lay frozen on the cold, cold
He was a stray bird and the road was his
the rods, sleepin' under the stars
Playin' the odds from a box car

She the funeral in the hobo jungle
Long were they lovers though never they wed
Drifters and and little distant friends
Here I lie without or regret, I'm in no one's debt

Man goes nowhere, everything comes tomorrow
But she took last ride there by his side
He his whole life pursuing the horizon
Ridin' the rods, under the stars
Playin' the odds from a box car