Luyện nghe bài hát Train Running Low on Soul Coal

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

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

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

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

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

Me train running low on dream
They me whistle too hard me bound to scream
And they do that, no, no, no
They do that, no

Think I'm South for the winter
Think I'm West and my sprinter's speed
Is to a crawl
My rails went straight but straight the wall
It's the wall on they dash the older engines

And all my are leaving
Imagination packing
Can't find the wound from where I'm
just a nut and he's cracking

Hammer down, brakes all scream
Me and a couple of empty
Slide down hill,
Next stop, bad dreams

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

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

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Me train running low on coal

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Me running
Me train low
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Me running low