Luyện nghe bài hát Texas 1947

Now six years old
I had some trains before
So hard to figure out
I'm at the depot for

Trains are big and and smokin'
Steam screamin' at the
And bigger than they is
At that's the way she feels

are big and black and smokin'
Louder in July
But everybody's actin'
this be somethin' more

just pickin' up the mail
Or the from the war
This is that even old man
never seen before

And late afternoon
On a hot day
Somethin' strange is on
And all in the way

Well fifty or sixty people
sittin' on their cars
And the old men their dominos
And they down from the bars

And everybody's
Old Jack Kittrel check his
And us put our ears
To the rails to 'em pop

So we already it
When I said, "Train time"
You'd a-thought that Jesus
His-self was rollin' the line

things got real quiet
Momma me back
But not I'd got the chance
to lay a on the track

Look out here she comes, comin'
Look out there she goes, she's
straight through Texas
Like a mad dog

Big, red, and
She don't make no
She's a fast-rollin'
Come to show the

I said, out here she comes, she's comin'
out there she goes, she's gone
Screamin' straight Texas
a mad dog Cyclone

Lord, she never stopped
But She left fifty or people
Still sittin' on cars
They're wonderin' it's comin' to
And how it got far

Oh, but me I got a
Smashed flatter than a
By a mad dog,
Red-silver

Train out here she comes, she's comin'
Look out she goes, she's gone
Screamin' through Texas
Like a mad dog

Big, red, and
She don't no smoke
She's a streamline
Come to the folks

I said, Look out she comes, she's comin'
Look out there she goes, she's
straight through Texas
Like a mad dog

Look out here she comes, she's
Look out she goes, she's gone
Screamin' straight Texas
Like a mad dog

out here she comes, she's comin'
Look out there she goes, gone
Screamin' through Texas
a mad dog Cyclone