Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train [Demo Version]

Now listen a minute while I sing this song,
Don't you baby it won't take long.
I'm just about to draw the line,
So don't be surprised if I leave time.

Well I'm goin' and I'm goin' south
Don't no more of your lyin' mouth.
I'm hittin' the road, gonna some bells,
Better I can do it well.

Midnight train, ramblin'
All night I'm gamblin', gamblin'
Been losin' all my and it really is funny, umm badda dum.
train, ramblin' ramblin'
Al I'm gamblin', gamblin'
Well tell you what baby, well you be movin' on.

Well I really don't know I'm goin' for sure,
gotta map, it ain't no tour.
Just headin' out to the sky,
Who knows, even die.

Well don't you worry pretty little head
'Cause you never a dang what I did or said.
That's why I'm to leave this place
Can't stand to look at cheatin' face.

Well you treated me a little boy
And played around I was a toy.
Guess you I'd have the blues,
whose cryin', guess you lose.

(twice)
It's about that time, better be on

Train (version from "Missing Links, Vol. 3")

1: Well I'm an angry man, I sing an song,
Tell you honey it be long,
Well pack my bags, get outa here,
With my and a case o' beer.
Well I'm north and I'm goin' south,
Tell you honey, shut you're mouth,
Well I'll your head from here to hell,
You know I can do it well.

Midnight train, ramblin', ramblin',
All long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin',
all my money well it really is funny, hon.
train, ramblin', ramblin',
All night I'm a-gamblin', gamblin',
Tell you what'n baby you better be movin' on.

2: Well I really know where I'm goin' for sure,
got a map, and it ain't no tour,
I'm headin' out for the open sky,
Who knows? Might die.
don't you worry your pretty little head,
I never a damn what I did or said.
That's why I'm packin' to leave place,
Can't look at your cheatin' face.

(repeat)

3: Well you treated me a little boy,
And you around like I was a toy.
I guess you I'd have the blues,
Look cryin', guess you lose.

(repeat)

CHORUS: train, rambling, rambling,
All long I'm gambling, gambling.
Losing all my money, well it ain't so funny, hon.
train, rambling, rambling,
All night I'm gambling, gambling.
Tell you what'n baby, well you be moving on.

(repeat)

CHORUS: It's about time, better be movin' on.
Get here, you better be movin' on.
Well that's all she wrote, you better be on.