Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Spike

Mornings so damn sad these days
Without the call of the
That old familiar echo has finally died
nothin' but a chill
Where there once was a scream

And I've watched the flat cars take our timber
I've the coal cars steal our rock
And now that we've got nothin' to take, we're told
That the will stop turnin'
The will stop blowin'
These foolish dreams stop

Last year closed down the post office
the only flag we had in town
That old building still stands like a Cenotaph
To a vision lost and buried in a very distant

And I've watched the flat take away our timber
I've watched the coal cars steal our
And now that we've got left to take, we're told
That the wheels will turnin'
The whistles will blowin'
These dreams must stop

The longest train I'd ever
Was the train you were on
I walked you to the
We and you were gone

I dream at night your comin' home
The in the station, your uniform on fire
As you step onto the
The band plays a little
And as we embrace, cap falls off
Oh, I these foolish dreams must stop

Mornings so damn sad these days
Without the call of the
like this town is finally gonna die away
Leavin' nothin' but promises
there once was small town dreams

And I've watched the flat cars take our timber
I've the coal cars steal our rock
And now that we've got nothin' to take, we're told
That the TV station will be
Main Street windows will need
That these foolish must stop