Luyện nghe bài hát Train Trek

Train
Lyrics for Album: Fresh Onions

Tracks are starting to rumble, beginning to roll
There's a short handle shovel full of number 9
Hey, mister are we running on time
No, mister engineer, we're falling behind

Will we crash on the Will we pass on the plain?
All I can guess is, we'll be that train
No way to stop em? No way to
your hand on the throttle and your eye on the rail

Send the word to the sherriff, make the lie down
Tell the cook and the coachman, there's no round
Up ahead is the tunnel, beyond is the bend
the word to the preacher, it's all up to him

Said the preacher's been drinking and starting to cry
Great God Almighty, we're all gonna die
All the porters are betting survives
And the Indian Cowboy is a dive

The is laughing, the doctor's cold as a stone
The fiddle player is playing there's no like home
We'll be making the trestle just over the
If we don't make it now boys, we will

When the hit the trestle and the trestle gave way
The two trains in midair they say
When the finally settled, all they found was a hole
And a short handle shovel full of number 9

A years after and a hundred miles high
The commander looks down from the sky
And he says to his soldiers, "She's too strong"
"We can her together, but we can't hold her for long"

So we for a message and we search in our souls
As we sift through the wreckage we're shoveling coal.