Luyện nghe bài hát Ride This Train (Part 1)

Ride this train up and down and across a strange wonderful
It's almost like a fairyland you to think about it
You go through places with names like Tuscaloosa Kokomo Muskogee Oshkosh
Eureka Bandera Battle Creek City Chattanooga
Hattiesburg Lynchburg and Baltinare
You see I'm a million different people all over the world
And been coming to this country for hundreds of years
This was the Land for me
But let's not forget that when I came
There were already millions of living in teepees along the rivers
And hunting deer and for food and shelter
And it's with a little regret I think of how I pushed them back
And crowded them out to this land for myself or for another country
But the Indians' must have been full of music
For they names with me that seem to sing
Names like Mohawk Mandan Kickapoo Cree Yacoma Seminole Shawnee
Choctaw Delaware Fox Winnebago Cheyenne Blackfoot
Ute Comanche Quapaw Creek Apache Sioux Chippewa
Ardua Hupa Shoshone Mow Hicano Menomini
Shinouk Nez Perce Iroquois Pony Cutenai
Flathead Chickasaw Pueblo Yuma Pima Caddo
a lot of them are still with me and I'm glad
It's for sure their names will be with me
But let's look a little at the heart and of this land
Few things you don't read in books things that aren't taught in
Now you take this little town we're through here this is Beach Creek Kentucky
And right down there in the valley where our house used to be
It was a little shotgun with a spring out back
And a smokehouse and another bitty house and that's about all
My pa was a like most everybody in Mulengerg County
Worked in the mines all his
I guess he didn't much ambition to do anything else
Cause they say coalmining kinda in your blood
Matter of fact pa said if ever drained the blood out of him
It would be blacker than strap moulesen
When I was a kid I to sit at the fireplace there with mom
And on pa to get in from the mine
And sure get anxious if he was ever late
Ma would rock and forth and watch the clock listin' for pa to hit the front porch
Then he'd come in nothin' clean but the of his eyes
And he'd reach for that and starts scrubbin'
And I'd stand and watch him and say to myself
Boy I'll be glad when I get big enough to work in the