Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train [Demo Version]

Now listen just a minute while I this song,
Don't you worry baby it take long.
I'm just about to draw the line,
So be surprised if I leave this time.

Well I'm goin' north and I'm south
Don't want no of your lyin' mouth.
I'm hittin' the road, gonna some bells,
know I can do it well.

Midnight train, ramblin'
All night I'm gamblin', gamblin'
Been all my money and it really is funny, umm badda dum.
Midnight train, ramblin'
Al I'm gamblin', gamblin'
Well tell you what baby, well you be movin' on.

Well I really don't know I'm goin' for sure,
gotta map, it ain't no tour.
Just out to the open sky,
Who knows, might die.

Well you worry your pretty little head
'Cause you never gave a dang I did or said.
why I'm packin' to leave this place
Can't stand to at your cheatin' face.

Well you treated me like a boy
And played like I was a toy.
you thought I'd have the blues,
Look whose cryin', you lose.

(twice)
It's about that time, be movin' on

Midnight (version from "Missing Links, Vol. 3")

1: Well I'm an angry man, I an angry song,
Tell you honey it be long,
Well I'll my bags, get outa here,
With my and a case o' beer.
I'm goin' north and I'm goin' south,
Tell you honey, better you're mouth,
Well I'll kick your head from to hell,
You know I can do it well.

Midnight train, ramblin', ramblin',
All night I'm a-gamblin', gamblin',
Losin' all my money well it is funny, hon.
train, ramblin', ramblin',
All long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin',
Tell you what'n well you better be movin' on.

2: Well I really don't where I'm goin' for sure,
got a map, and it ain't no tour,
I'm headin' out for the open sky,
Who knows? Might die.
Well you worry your pretty little head,
I never give a damn I did or said.
That's why I'm packin' to this place,
Can't look at your cheatin' face.

(repeat)

3: Well you treated me like a boy,
And you around like I was a toy.
I guess you I'd have the blues,
Look who's cryin', you lose.

(repeat)

CHORUS: train, rambling, rambling,
All long I'm gambling, gambling.
all my money, well it really ain't so funny, hon.
train, rambling, rambling,
All night I'm gambling, gambling.
Tell you what'n baby, well you be moving on.

(repeat)

CHORUS: It's about that time, better be on.
Get outa here, you be movin' on.
Well that's all she wrote, you better be on.