Luyện nghe bài hát Texas 1947

Now six years old
I had some trains before
So hard to figure out
I'm at the depot for

Trains are big and black and
screamin' at the wheels
And than anything they is
At least that's the way she

Trains are big and and smokin'
Louder in July
But everybody's like
might be somethin' more

Than just up the mail
Or the soldiers the war
This is somethin' that old man
Wileman never before

And late afternoon
On a hot day
Somethin' is goin' on
And all in the way

Well fifty or sixty people
Just on their cars
And the old men their dominos
And come down from the bars

And checkin'
Old Jack check his watch
And us kids put our
To the to hear 'em pop

So we already it
I finally said, "Train time"
You'd a-thought that Jesus
His-self was rollin' down the

'Cause things got quiet
Momma me back
But not I'd got the chance
to lay a on the track

Look out here she comes, comin'
Look out she goes, she's gone
straight through Texas
Like a mad dog

Big, red, and
She make no smoke
She's a streamline
Come to show the

I said, out here she comes, she's comin'
out there she goes, she's gone
Screamin' through Texas
Like a mad dog

Lord, she never even
But She left fifty or people
Still sittin' on their
They're wonderin' what it's to
And how it got far

Oh, but me I got a
flatter than a dime
By a mad dog,
streamline

Train look out here she comes, comin'
Look out there she goes, she's
straight through Texas
Like a mad dog

Big, red, and
She make no smoke
She's a fast-rollin'
to show the folks

I said, Look out here she comes, she's
Look out she goes, she's gone
Screamin' straight through
a mad dog Cyclone

Look out here she comes, she's
Look out there she goes, gone
Screamin' through Texas
a mad dog Cyclone

Look out here she comes, she's
out there she goes, she's gone
Screamin' straight through
a mad dog Cyclone