Luyện nghe bài hát The Hobo's Last Ride

One and stormy night while riding down the line
Railroad Bill, the engineer said, "Boy, well to fly"
Weve got to be on time to meet old Four
So sling the coal, well make it, boy, or never no more

While in the rear boxcar, a lonely lay
Heading for his dear, who on her death bed lay
He raised a weary hand to brush a tear
Not knowing his last drive was run and was drawing near

When through the darkened night, a headlight did gleam
Oer the of rolling wheels, a whistle load did scream
As down the curve, the mighty train did roar
With black smoke rolling from the stack came Flyer Four

came an awful crash, their last long drive was run
On the the hobo lay, his days of life were done
And as the golden sun slowly to the west
His dear old mother gently smiled and her eyes in death