Luyện nghe bài hát Lonesome Whistle

All out on the railroad, all eyes out sea.
All these things travel darling mean nothing once soul has been set free.
So hear lonesome whistle blowing, in the shadows of the sin.
Winds are high and the tides are the?
down the rail.
Little red in the corn, there a black bird at the door.
I know if he should ever cross over the blood would hit the floor.
So hear that lonesome whistle blowing, hear that call from line.
See those black sails meet horizon, old black bird knows its time.
Harkin hear the hum, 6 wide horse said to run.
My rattle between their rungs in the setting of the sun