Luyện nghe bài hát Railroad Blues

Spoken: Well Lloyd, here we are, we're at the end of record, and it sounds like we've got a, a real good one here
this time. But folks, you know a, we're supposed to have roughly, I guess, 40 minutes of music for ya here, and says
only got like 39 and 50 seconds worth, so, just for the hell of it, here's one from us to you, here's a song I wrote
when I was 23 years old it's called the Railroad Blues. we go . . . 1,2, , 1,2,3

and lovin'
That's how most make their way
I always look forward to goin' home
I'd give a hundred dollars if I could be in their shoes
Lord I'm so damn lonesome, I got them low down

got someone, yet I'm all alone
I got no number, no one to call my own
And every night that whistle lets me know when a train goin' by
Some times when I it I wanna lay down and die

lay ee, yodal oh, yodal eh.

(Ah, the professor)

A whole lotta memories, and I of beer
Along with a lost love, and a jug tears
Oh I can that whistle whinin' when the hour is
Lord the Union Pacific makin' it's way the Lone Star state

Well is my story, I ain't a playin' around (nah, I sure ain't)
I got an old trailer, on the of town
It's me and this here guitar and a bottle of booze
Slappin' out a and singin' the blues

Yodal lay ee, oh Blues

(Well there you go folks, me and the professor, y'all have a good day)