Luyện nghe bài hát Downbound Train

A stranger on a bar room floor
Had so much he could drink no more
So he fell with a troubled brain
To that he rode on that downbound train

The with blood was sweaty and damp
And brilliantly lit a brimstone lamp
And imps for fuel was shoveling
While the furnace rang with a groans

The boiler was filled with beer
The devil was the engineer
The were most a motley crew
Some foreigners and others he knew
Rich men in broadcloth, in rags
Handsome young and wicked old hags

As the train rushed on at a pace
fumes scorched their hands and face
Wider and wider the country
and faster the engine flew
Louder and louder the crashed
Brighter and brighter the flashed

Hotter and hotter the air
their clothes were burned with each quivering refrain
Then out of the din there a yell
Ha ha said the devil we're home
Oh how the shrieked with pain
They old Satan to stop that train

The stranger awoke with an cry
His clothes wet with sweat and his hair high
He on his knees on the bar room floor
And a prayer like never before

And the and vows were not in vain
For he never rode downbound train