Luyện nghe bài hát Downbound Train

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

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

The boiler was filled with lager
The himself was the engineer
The passengers most a motley crew
Some were foreigners and others he
Rich men in broadcloth, beggars in
Handsome young and wicked old hags

As the train rushed on at a pace
Sulphuric fumes scorched their and face
Wider and the country grew
Faster and faster the flew
Louder and louder the thunder
and brighter the lighting flashed

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

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

And the prayers and were not in vain
For he rode that downbound train