Luyện nghe bài hát Bound for Hell

Well, faith off the mountain everyday
No and no crash to see
Yes, my faith flies off a everyday
And there's no parachute, no crash to see

Fly the little up a telegraph pole
Sending out a signal to somebody,
Somebody, somebody

I want to hear a song makes me believe in something
I want to hear a that makes me believe something
I want to hear a that makes me believe
There's to believe in
I want to a song that makes me believe

Had a
I was on a train that wasn't bound for glory
on a train, the train was bound for hell
Ridin' on a train wasn't bound for glory, that's for sure
on a train bound for hell

The engine with blood was damp
The headlight was her lamp
And then for fuel I shoveled in
And the furnace with a thousand groans

The was filled with lager beer
The devil was engineer
The passengers a mixed up crew
in his battered suit

The rich in broadcloth, in rags
Handsome girls, hags
men, yellow, red and white
Chained together, sight

The was stormin' at full pace
The sulfer fumes burned hands and
and wilder the country grew
Faster and faster the flew

Loud and terrible thunder
brighter lighin' flash
Higher still the air
So clothes burn from each shrinking frame

There a fearful ear splitting yell
satan dance, the next stop's hell
T'was then the shrieked with pain
And the devil to stop the train
this train

He shrieked and roared and grinned glee
And mocked and laughed at their
"My friends you've bought your seats on this
got to get through with a complete load"

You've pulled in the weak, you've cheated the
You tramp, you turned from the door
You've lit up gold till your purses
given a cleargy a beastly lust

You've mocked at God in your hellful
You've killed and you've cheated, you've plundered and
You've come across men and you've swore and stole
Not a one but a splurge and in body and
and soul

So paid full fare and I'll carry you through
If there's one don't be loud, I'd to know who
And here's a when I ain't no liar
A that will save you, a land of fire

And your flesh scorch in the flames that roar
You'll and burn from rind to core
Then I with a thrilling cry
My were clothes were wet, my hair stood

And I prayed as I've never until hour
To be saved hell and the devil's power
At present my were not in vain
That I paid no fare on that train