Luyện nghe bài hát Ride This Train (Part 1)

Ride this train up and down and across a strange wonderful
It's almost like a when you to think about it
You go through places with names like Tuscaloosa Kokomo Oshkosh Saginaw
Eureka Bandera Battle Creek Sioux Chattanooga
Lynchburg and Baltinare Arkansas
You see I'm a million people from all over the world
And I've been coming to country for hundreds of years
This was the Land for me
But let's not forget that I came here
There were already millions of people in teepees along the rivers
And hunting deer and buffalo for and shelter
And it's with a little regret that I of how I pushed them back
And crowded out to claim this land for myself or for another country
But the Indians' hearts must have been of music
For they left with me that seem to sing
Names Mohawk Mandan Kickapoo Cree Yacoma Seminole Crow Shawnee
Delaware Fox Paiute Winnebago Cheyenne Blackfoot
Navajo Ute Quapaw Creek Apache Sioux Chippewa
Ardua Hupa Mow Hicano Sage Menomini
Shinouk Nez Perce Iroquois Pony Cutenai
Flathead Chickasaw Pueblo Yuma Pomo Caddo
Well a lot of are still with me and I'm glad
It's for sure their names will always be me
But look a little at the heart and muscle of this land
Few things you don't read in books things aren't taught in school
Now you take this little town we're goin' through here is Beach Creek Kentucky
And right down in the valley that's where our house used to be
It was a little shotgun shack with a out back
And a smokehouse and another little bitty house and that's all
My pa was a like most everybody in Mulengerg County
Worked in the mines all his
I guess he didn't have ambition to do anything else
Cause they say coalmining kinda gets in your
of fact pa said if they ever drained the blood out of him
It be blacker than black strap moulesen
When I was a kid I to sit at the fireplace there with mom
And wait on pa to get in the mine
And we'd sure get anxious if he was ever
Ma would rock back and and watch the clock listin' for pa to hit the front porch
Then he'd in nothin' clean but the whites of his eyes
And he'd reach for that lie-soap and starts
And I'd back and watch him and say to myself
Boy I'll be glad I get big enough to work in the mines