Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

There's a Spanish train that runs
Guadalquivir and old
And at dead of night the whistle
And people hear she's still

And then they hush their back to sleep
Lock the doors, upstairs creep
For it is said the souls of the dead
Fill that train ten deep

Well a railwaymen lay with his people by his side
His family were crying, in prayer before he died
But above his bed just a-waiting for the
Was the with a twinkle in his eye
Well not around and look what I've found this one's mine!

Just then the himself appeared in a blinding flash of light
And shouted at the devil, get thee hence to night!
But the Devil just grinned and said I may have
But there's no need to me around
I got him first so you can do your he's going underground

But I think I'll give you one more chance said the Devil a smile
So throw away that stupid lance, it's really not style
Joker is the name, Poker is the game, we'll play here on this bed
And then bet for the biggest stakes yet, the souls of the dead!!

And I said Look out, Lord, he's to win
The sun is down and the is riding in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the
Oh Lord, going to win

Well the railwayman he cut the
And he dealt them each a of five
And for the Lord he was praying
Or that train have to drive

the Devil he had three aces and a king
And the Lord, he was for a straight
He had the and the knave and the nine and ten of spades
All he needed was the

And then the he called for one more card
But he drew the diamond
And the Devil to the son of God
I believe you've got it

So deal me one for the has come
To see be the king of this place
But as he spoke, from his cloak
He another ace

Ten souls was the opening bid
And it went up to fifty-nine
But the Lord didn't see what the did
And he said that me fine

I'll raise you high to hundred and
And forever put an end to your
But the Devil let out a shout
My wins

And I Lord, oh Lord, you let him win
The sun is down and the night is in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the
Oh Lord, let him win

Well Spanish train still runs between
Guadalquivir and old
And at dead of night the blows
And fear she's running still

And far away in recess
The Lord and the are now playing chess
The Devil still and wins more souls
And as for the Lord, well, he's doing his best

And I Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win
The Sun is down and the night is in
That is still on time, oh my soul is on the line
Oh Lord, got to win