Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train [Demo Version]

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

Well I'm goin' north and I'm south
want no more of your lyin' mouth.
I'm hittin' the road, ring some bells,
know 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.
Midnight train, ramblin'
Al night I'm gamblin',
Well tell you what baby, well you be movin' on.

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

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

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

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

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

1: Well I'm an man, I sing an angry song,
you honey it won't be long,
Well I'll pack my bags, get here,
With my and a case o' beer.
Well I'm goin' and I'm goin' south,
Tell you honey, better shut mouth,
Well I'll kick your head here to hell,
You better I can do it well.

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

2: Well I don't know where I'm goin' for sure,
Ain't got a map, and it no tour,
I'm headin' out for the open sky,
Who Might even die.
Well don't you worry pretty little head,
I never give a what I did or said.
That's why I'm packin' to leave place,
Can't stand look at your 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,
who's cryin', guess you lose.

(repeat)

CHORUS: train, rambling, rambling,
All long I'm gambling, gambling.
all my money, well it really ain't so funny, hon.
train, rambling, rambling,
All long 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 outa here, you better be on.
Well that's all she wrote, you be movin' on.