Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

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

And then they hush their children to sleep
Lock the doors, upstairs creep
For it is said that the of the dead
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!

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

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

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

Well the he cut the cards
And he dealt them each a of five
And for the he was praying hard
Or that train he'd have to

the Devil he had three aces and a king
And the Lord, he was for a straight
He had the queen and the knave and the nine and ten of
All he was the eight

And the Lord he called for one more card
But he drew the eight
And the Devil to the son of God
I believe got it straight

So deal me one for the time has
To see be the king of this place
But as he spoke, from beneath his
He slipped ace

Ten souls was the opening bid
And it soon up to fifty-nine
But the Lord see what the Devil did
And he said suits me fine

I'll raise you to hundred and five
And forever put an end to your
But the Devil let out a mighty
My wins

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

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

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

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