Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

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

And then they hush their children to sleep
the doors, upstairs they creep
For it is said that the souls of the
Fill train ten thousand 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 a-waiting for the
Was the Devil with a in his eye
Well God's not and look what I've found this one's mine!

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

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

And I said Look out, Lord, he's to win
The sun is and the night is riding 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 them each a of five
And for the Lord he was hard
Or train he'd have to drive

Well the Devil he had three and a king
And the Lord, he was for a straight
He had the and the knave 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 deal me one for the has come
To see be the king of this place
But as he spoke, beneath his cloak
He slipped ace

Ten souls was the opening bid
And it soon 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 sins
But the let out a mighty shout
My wins

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

Well that Spanish train still between
Guadalquivir and old
And at dead of the whistle blows
And people fear she's running

And far away in recess
The Lord and the are now playing chess
The Devil still cheats and wins more
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 on time, oh my soul is on the line
Oh Lord, got to win