Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

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

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

Well a lay dying with his people by his side
His were 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 around and look what I've found one's mine!

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

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

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

the railwayman he cut the cards
And he them 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 for a straight
He had the queen and the knave and the nine and ten of
All he was the eight

And then the he called for one more card
But he drew the diamond
And the said to the son of God
I you've got it straight

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

Ten thousand souls was the bid
And it soon up to fifty-nine
But the didn't see what the Devil did
And he said that suits me

raise you high to hundred and five
And forever put an end to your
But the Devil let out a shout
My hand

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

Well that Spanish train runs between
Guadalquivir and old
And at dead of the whistle blows
And fear she's running still

And far away in recess
The Lord and the Devil are now playing
The Devil still and wins more souls
And as for the Lord, well, he's just doing his

And I said Lord, oh Lord, got to win
The Sun is and the night is riding in
That train is still on time, oh my is on the line
Oh Lord, got to win