Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Spike

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

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

Last they closed down the post office
Took the only flag we had in
That old brick building still like a Cenotaph
To a vision lost and buried in a distant past

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

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

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

Mornings feel so damn sad these
the call of the 8:15
Looks like this is finally gonna die away
nothin' but broken promises
Where there was small town dreams

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