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 semi good-looker, but the fast rails they 'er,
Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get again.

South in Boston to the freight yards of Austin,
From the sunshine to the New Orleans rain.
Now that the rail packs have taken the tracks,
She's tryin', just 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 rails are now rusty, the cars dusty,
The gold plated have taken their toll.
The are dying, and the lady, she's crying,
On a bus to Kentucky, and home her goal.

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She's a lady, just a little bit shady,
Spending her on the trains.
Once a Pullman car traveler, now the won't have her,
She's tryin', tryin' to get home again.

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