Luyện nghe bài hát Play A Train Song

A smoke, a long cadillac,
the winding down.
He'd it up on the sidewalk
like he owned the whole town.
I'd him talkin' to some chick
a thick ghost of smoke,
through a haze of Southern Comfort and coke,

say, Girl you're hotter than a
off the gates of hell.
Don't be to turn to me,
babe, if he treat you well,
and by he he me,
so I and I shook his hand.
He'd laugh a little bit as he'd
yell up at the

a train song,
pour me one round,
make 'em leave my on when they lay me into the ground.
I am a locomotive,
my one track mind,
and I'm lookin' for any kinda trouble I can find

I got this old leather jacket
I got this pack of Reds
I got this here in my pocket
I got these in my own head
the to run until I gotta walk
or I got to crawl
this moment that I'm in right now and nothing at all

Play a song,
me one more round,
make 'em my boots on when they lay me into the ground.
I am a locomotive,
outta my one mind.

In the television blizzard
I looked this place.
I a cold beer on the sofa,
a little across his face,
and though I tried all of my sadness,
I could not just weep
for a man who to me like he died laughin' in his sleep,
sayin' a song,
one last round.
We made 'em leave his boots on on the day they him down.
He was a runaway
out of his one mind.

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