Luyện nghe bài hát Jackson Station

Mama got a voice like sugar so sweet and
singing Amazing Grace, right in time
They're laying poor low, in the ground that he worked and sowed
They waitin' at the Jackson for the train to roll

She up all night, she got crows walking round her eyes
She can raise a cup in a toast to a well run dry
He her on a Tuesday still, Gin, Whiskey and a bottle of pills
Now she's waitin' at the Station looking over the hill

Take me away, hear that whistle a sad, sad song
Lay me down, where the river runs and strong
Sometimes she a ticket home
Other times she'll you all alone
Just waitin' at the Station for the train to go

The 4:19 on the Red Ball Line
The shacks been waking to the 419
She got the coming out of the stack, dead running on a 10-mile track
Waitin' at the Station never coming back