Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

There's a Spanish train runs between
and old Seville
And at dead of night the whistle
And people hear she's running

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

Well a railwaymen lay with his people by his side
His family crying, knelt in prayer before he died
But his bed just a-waiting for the dead
Was the Devil with a in his eye
Well God's not around and look what I've found one's mine!

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

But I think I'll give you one more chance said the Devil a smile
So throw away that stupid lance, it's not your style
Joker is the name, Poker is the game, we'll play here on this bed
And then we'll bet for the biggest yet, the souls of the dead!!

And I Look out, Lord, he's going to win
The sun is down and the is riding in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the
Oh Lord, he's to win

Well the he cut the cards
And he dealt each a hand of five
And for the Lord he was praying
Or train he'd have to drive

Well the Devil he had aces and a king
And the Lord, he was running for a
He had the queen and the and the nine and ten of spades
All he needed was the

And the Lord he called for one more card
But he the diamond eight
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 this
But as he spoke, from beneath his
He another ace

Ten thousand was the opening bid
And it went up to fifty-nine
But the Lord didn't see the Devil did
And he said suits me fine

raise you high to hundred and five
And put an end to your sins
But the Devil let out a shout
My hand

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

that Spanish train still runs between
Guadalquivir and old
And at dead of night the whistle
And people she's running still

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

And I Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win
The Sun is down and the night is in
That train is still on time, oh my is on the line
Oh Lord, got to win