Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train [Demo Version]

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

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

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

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

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

Well you treated me a little boy
And played like 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

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

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

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

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

(repeat)

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

(repeat)

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

(repeat)

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