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 dream that he rode on that downbound

The engine with blood was sweaty and
And brilliantly lit a brimstone lamp
And imps for was shoveling bones
the furnace rang with a thousand groans

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

As the train on at a terrible pace
Sulphuric scorched their hands and face
Wider and the country grew
Faster and faster the engine
Louder and louder the thunder
Brighter and brighter the flashed

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

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

And the prayers and vows were not in
For he never rode that downbound