Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

There's a Spanish train that runs
Quadalquivir and old
And at of night the whistle blows
And people fear running still...

And then they hush their children to sleep
Lock the doors, upstairs creep
For it is said the souls of the dead
Fill train ten thousand deep!!

Well a railwayman lay dying with his people by his
His family crying, knelt in prayer before he died
But above his just awaiting for the dead
Was the Devil with a in his eye
God's not around and look what I've found this one's mine

Just then the Lord himself appeared in a blinding flash of
And shouted at the devil Get thee hence to night
But the just grinned and said I may have sinned
But there's no to push me around,
I got him first so you can do worst
going underground

But I think I'll give you one chance
Said the Devil with a
So throw that stupid lance
It's really not your
is the name
Poker is the
We'll play right on this bed,
And then bet for the biggest stakes yet
The souls of the
And I said Look out, Lord, he's to win,
The sun is down and the is riding in,
train is dead on time
Many are on the line
Oh Lord, he's to win

Well the railwayman he cut the
And he dealt them a hand of five
And for the he was praying hard
For train he'd have to drive...
Well the Devil he had aces and a king
And the he was running for a straight
He had the and the knave and the nine and ten of spades
All he was the eight

And then the he called for one more card
But he drew the diamond
And the Devil to the son of God
I you've got it straight
So me one for the time has come
To see who'll be the king of place
But as he from beneath his cloak
He slipped ace

Ten thousand souls was the bid
And it went up to fifty-nine
But the Lord didn't see what the did
And he said that suits me
I'll raise you high to and five
And forever put an end to your
But the Devil let out a mighty shout, My wins

And I Lord, oh Lord, you let him win
The sun is down and the night is in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the
Oh Lord, let him win...

Well Spanish train still runs between
and old Seville
And at dead of night the whistle
And people hear she's still

And far away in recess
The Lord and the Devil are now playing
The Devil still and wins more souls
And as for the Lord, well, he's just doing his

And I said Lord, oh Lord, got to win
The Sun is and the night is riding in
train is still on time
Oh my is on the line
Oh Lord, got to win