Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

There's a Spanish train runs between
Guadalquivir and old
And at dead of the whistle blows
And hear she's running still

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

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

Just then the Lord himself appeared in a blinding of light
And shouted at the devil, get thee to endless night!
But the just grinned and said I may have sinned
But no need to push me around
I got him first so you can do your worst going underground

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

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

the railwayman he cut the cards
And he dealt each a hand of five
And for the he was praying hard
Or that train have to drive

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

And the Lord he called for one more card
But he the diamond eight
And the said to the son of God
I believe got it straight

So deal me one for the time has
To see who'll be the king of place
But as he spoke, from beneath his
He slipped ace

Ten souls was the opening bid
And it soon went up to
But the Lord see what the Devil did
And he said that me fine

I'll raise you to hundred and five
And forever put an end to sins
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
train is dead on time, many souls are on the line
Oh Lord, let him win

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

And far in some recess
The Lord and the are now playing chess
The still cheats 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 and the night is riding in
train is still on time, oh my soul is on the line
Oh Lord, got to win