Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

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

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

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

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

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

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

the railwayman he cut the cards
And he them each a hand of five
And for the Lord he was praying
Or that he'd have to drive

Well the he had three aces and a king
And the Lord, he was for a straight
He had the queen and the knave and the and ten of spades
All he was the eight

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

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

Ten thousand souls was the bid
And it soon went up to
But the didn't see what the Devil did
And he that suits me fine

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

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

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

And far away in some
The Lord and the Devil are now playing
The Devil still cheats and wins more
And as for the Lord, well, just doing his best

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