Luyện nghe bài hát Ride This Train (Part 1)

Ride this train up and down and a strange wonderful land
It's almost like a fairyland when you to about it
You go through places with names like Tuscaloosa Kokomo Muskogee Saginaw
Eureka Bandera Battle Sioux City Chattanooga
Lynchburg and Baltinare Arkansas
You see I'm a million different people from all the world
And I've been coming to this country for hundreds of
was the Promised Land for me
But let's not forget that when I came
There were already millions of living in teepees along the rivers
And hunting and buffalo for food and shelter
And it's with a little that I think of how I pushed them back
And crowded them out to this land for myself or for another country
But the Indians' must have been full of music
For they left names with me that to sing
Names like Mohawk Mandan Kickapoo Cree Yacoma Seminole Shawnee
Choctaw Fox Paiute Winnebago Cheyenne Blackfoot
Navajo Ute Comanche Quapaw Creek Apache Sioux
Ardua Hupa Shoshone Mow Sage Menomini
Arapaho Nez Perce Iroquois Pony Cutenai
Flathead Chickasaw Yuma Pima Pomo Caddo
a lot of them are still with me and I'm glad
It's for sure their names will always be me
But let's look a little at the heart and muscle of 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 this is Beach Creek Kentucky
And right down in the valley that's where our house used to be
It was a little shack with a spring out back
And a smokehouse and little bitty house and that's about all
My pa was a coalminer like everybody in Mulengerg County
in the mines all his life
I guess he didn't have much ambition to do anything
Cause they say coalmining kinda gets in your
of fact pa said if they ever drained the blood out of him
It would be than black strap moulesen
When I was a kid I used to sit at the there with mom
And wait on pa to get in the mine
And we'd sure get if he was ever late
Ma would rock back and and watch the clock listin' for pa to hit the front porch
he'd come in nothin' clean but the whites of his eyes
And he'd for that 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 enough to work in the