Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train [Demo Version]

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

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

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

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

Well don't you worry pretty little head
'Cause you gave a dang what I did or said.
That's why I'm packin' to this place
Can't stand to look at your face.

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

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

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

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

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

2: Well I really don't know where I'm for sure,
Ain't got a map, and it no tour,
I'm headin' out for the open sky,
Who knows? Might die.
Well don't you worry pretty little head,
I give a damn what I did or said.
why I'm packin' to leave this place,
Can't stand look at your face.

(repeat)

3: Well you me like a little boy,
And you played around I was a toy.
I you thought I'd have the blues,
Look who's cryin', 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 here, you better be movin' on.
Well that's all she wrote, you better be on.