Luyện nghe bài hát Corey's Coming

Old John Joseph was a man two first names
left him in the railroad yard when they took away the trains
And only one run a week on roaring down that lane
So, all he's got to worry is time

I come by in the evening to hear 'bout where been
He says, Come on sit kid, where shall I begin?
He starts telling me the stories of the of his past
But he saves the story of his Corey for the last

And he says, "My Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she you she enfolds you in her world"

I was quite surprised to out all the places that he knew
And so I asked the towns folk if his stories true
Well they said, Old John was here, he's lived here all his life
He's never had a woman, let a wife

And soon you'll find out as you check around
That no one named Corey's ever lived in this
So I chided the old man 'bout the truth that I had
he smiled and said, Reality is only just a word

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad coming
My coming aren't you girl?
And like I you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world

I by one evening but he did not hear my shout
I looked in the and I saw the fire was out
When he would not wake up I in the door
And I saw old John Joseph would tell stories no more

The scene at the graveyard, just three of us were
Me and the gravedigger we the parson's prayer
He said, We need not for this man
For we know God cares

They put the cold dirt him and left me on my own
And when at I looked up I saw I was not alone
So I said, If you're a relative, he had a end
That's when she said, My is Corey you can say I'm just a friend

Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her

So, the old man's story, I'm glad you came tonight
To see a busted down old railroad yard sure makes a sight
You may wonder why a young man would work out here
Well the job pays enough to keep some flesh on my

And I confess I get to the old man a bit
And there's one other reason I I could admit

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you
And like he told me, when she holds me she me in her world