Luyện nghe bài hát Pony Express

He in and sits down at the end of the bar
His old shirt full of dust
He asked for a glass and he ordered rye
He to himself and he cussed

He left Sacramento that mornin'
a sackful of mail for St. Joe
Had to outrun outlaws outside Carson City
By where they wouldn't go

He said to me,"Mister, this ridin's hell
But I guess got to be done
Otherwise how would you get all mail
If the express couldn't run?"

I said, ''I hear you, mister and you do your job
But I hear it be for long
They'll be sendin' the by the wire and the rail
And your and you will be gone''

He came in and down at the end of the bar
His coveralls covered with
He said, ''Jesse James had just up his train''
He talked to himself and he

He pulled out of St. Joe that morning
With the mail and the union
Had to stop for a rock outside Jackson City
And Jesse off with the gold

He to me, ''Mister, this railroading's hell
But I guess it's got to be
how would you get all you mail
If that old iron horse run?''

I said, ''I hear you mister and you do job well
But I hear it be for long
They'll be sending the mail without you or the
'Cause they say man will fly long''

He came in and sits at the end of the bar
His face looked all haggard and
He ordered a drink and said, it a double
it's sure been a long day''

He pulled out of early that mornin'
He said, ''You'll never where I've been
A hijacker a lift down to Cuba
So your mail will be getting in''

I said, ''I you mister and you do your job well
But you know it ain't been long
They doing it best with the pony express
Before you and friends came along''