Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train [Demo Version]

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

Well I'm goin' north and I'm goin'
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 losin' all my and it really is funny, umm badda dum.
Midnight train, ramblin'
Al I'm gamblin', gamblin'
Well tell you what baby, well you better be on.

Well I don't know where I'm goin' for sure,
Ain't gotta map, it no tour.
Just headin' out to the sky,
Who knows, even die.

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

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

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

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

1: Well I'm an angry man, I sing an song,
Tell you it won't be long,
I'll pack my bags, get outa here,
With my and a case o' beer.
Well I'm goin' north and I'm south,
Tell you honey, better you're mouth,
Well I'll kick head from here to hell,
You better I can do it well.

CHORUS: train, ramblin', ramblin',
All night I'm a-gamblin', gamblin',
Losin' all my well it really is funny, hon.
train, ramblin', ramblin',
All long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin',
Tell you what'n baby well you better be 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 give a damn what I did or said.
why I'm packin' to leave this place,
Can't stand look at your face.

(repeat)

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

(repeat)

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