Luyện nghe bài hát Ride This Train (Part 1)

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