Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

There's a Spanish that runs between
Guadalquivir and old
And at dead of the whistle blows
And people she's running still

And then they hush their children back to
Lock the doors, they creep
For it is said that the of the dead
Fill that train ten deep

Well a lay dying with his people by his side
His family were crying, in prayer before he died
But above his bed just for the dead
Was the with a twinkle in his eye
Well 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 hence to endless night!
But the Devil just grinned and I may have sinned
But there's no need to push me
I got him so you can do your worst he's going underground

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

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

Well the railwayman he cut the
And he dealt each a hand of five
And for the Lord he was hard
Or that train he'd to drive

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

And then the Lord he for one more card
But he drew the diamond
And the said to the son of God
I believe you've got it

So me one for the time has come
To see who'll be the of this place
But as he spoke, beneath his cloak
He slipped ace

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

I'll raise you high to hundred and
And forever put an end to your
But the 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 are on the line
Oh Lord, let him win

Well that Spanish train still between
and old Seville
And at of night the whistle blows
And people fear running still

And far away in recess
The and the Devil are now playing chess
The Devil still cheats and wins souls
And as for the Lord, well, just doing his best

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