Luyện nghe bài hát Train Running Low on Soul Coal

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

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

Think I'm going South for the
I'm going mad in this 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 engines

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

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

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

And all my servants are
Imagination packing
Can't the wound from where I'm bleeding
He's a nut and he's cracking

Hammer down, brakes all scream
Me and a of empty carriages
Slide hill, still
stop, bad dreams ville

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

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

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

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Me running
Me train low
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