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 north and I'm goin' south
Don't want no more of your 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.
Midnight train, ramblin'
Al night I'm gamblin',
Well tell you what baby, well you be movin' on.

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

Well don't you 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 at your cheatin' face.

Well you me like a little boy
And played 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

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

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

CHORUS: 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 don't where I'm goin' for sure,
Ain't got a map, and it no tour,
I'm just headin' out for the sky,
Who knows? Might die.
Well don't you your pretty little head,
I never give a what I did or said.
That's why I'm packin' to this place,
Can't stand look at your 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 long I'm gambling, gambling.
Losing all my money, it really ain't so funny, hon.
train, rambling, rambling,
All long I'm gambling, gambling.
you what'n baby, well you better be moving on.

(repeat)

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