Luyện nghe bài hát Railroad Lady

Jerry Jeff Buffett

She's a railroad lady, a little bit shady,
her days on the train.
She's a good-looker, but the fast rails they took 'er,
Now she's tryin', just to get home again.

South Station in Boston to the yards of Austin,
From the sunshine to the New Orleans rain.
Now that the rail packs taken the best tracks,
She's tryin', tryin' to get home again.

Once a highballin' loner, he thought he own 'er,
Bought her a fur coat and a big ring.
She hocked them for cash, left town on the Wabash,
Never thinkin', never of home 'way back then.

But the are now rusty, the dining cars dusty,
The plated watches have taken their toll.
The are dying, and the lady, she's crying,
On a bus to Kentucky, and that's her goal.

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She's a lady, just a little bit shady,
her life on the trains.
Once a Pullman car traveler, now the brakeman have her,
She's tryin', just to get home again.

Yeah, on a bus to Kentucky, home - once - again.