Luyện nghe bài hát Train Running Low on Soul Coal

Me train running low on soul
They push pull tactics are driving me
They do that, no, no, no
They do that

Me train running low on steam
They pull me whistle too hard, me to scream
And they do that, no, no, no
shouldn't do that

Think I'm South for the winter
Think I'm going mad in hinterland
young and old
I'm a thirty year old puppy what I'm told

And I'm told there's no more
For the engines

Me train running low on soul
They push pull tactics are me loco
shouldn't do that, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
They do that

Me running low on dream steam
They pull me whistle too hard me bound to
And shouldn't do that, no, no, no
They do that, no

I'm going South for the winter
Think I'm going and my sprinter's speed
Is reduced to a
My rails went straight but straight into the
It's the wall on which they the older engines

And all my servants are
Imagination gone
Can't find the wound from I'm bleeding
He's just a nut and he's

goes down, brakes all scream
Me and a couple of empty
down hill, still
Next stop, bad ville

I'm going South for the winter, yeah yeah
Think I'm West and my sprinter's speed
Is to a crawl
My rails went straight, to the wall
It's the wall on which they the older engines, no

Me running low on soul coal
Me train running low on soul
Me running low on soul coal
Me train low on soul coal

Me running low
Me train low
Me train running low on coal

Me running low
Me running low
Me train low
Me train low

Me train low
Me train low
Me train low
Me running low

Me train
Me train low
Me running low
Me train low
Me running low