Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train [Demo Version]

Now listen a minute while I sing this song,
Don't you worry baby it take long.
I'm just about ready to the line,
So don't be surprised if I this time.

Well I'm goin' and I'm goin' south
Don't no more of your lyin' mouth.
I'm hittin' the road, ring some bells,
know I can do it well.

Midnight train, ramblin'
All long I'm gamblin', gamblin'
Been all my money and it really is funny, umm badda dum.
train, ramblin' ramblin'
Al I'm gamblin', gamblin'
tell you what baby, well you better be movin' on.

Well I really don't where I'm goin' for sure,
Ain't gotta map, it no tour.
Just out to the open sky,
Who knows, might die.

Well don't you worry your little head
'Cause you never gave a what I did or said.
That's why I'm to leave this place
Can't stand to look at your face.

Well you treated me like a boy
And played like I was a toy.
Guess you thought I'd the blues,
whose cryin', guess you lose.

(twice)
It's about that time, better be on

Train (version from "Missing Links, Vol. 3")

1: I'm an angry man, I sing an angry song,
you honey it won't be long,
Well pack my bags, get outa here,
my guitar and a case o' beer.
Well I'm north and I'm goin' south,
Tell you honey, better you're mouth,
Well I'll your head from here to hell,
You know I can do it well.

CHORUS: train, ramblin', ramblin',
All long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin',
Losin' all my money it really is funny, hon.
train, ramblin', ramblin',
All long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin',
Tell you what'n well you better be movin' on.

2: Well I really don't where I'm goin' for sure,
got a map, and it ain't no tour,
I'm headin' out for the open sky,
Who knows? even die.
Well you worry your pretty little head,
I never a damn what I did or said.
That's why I'm packin' to leave place,
stand look at your cheatin' face.

(repeat)

3: you treated me like a little boy,
And you played around I was a toy.
I guess you thought I'd the blues,
who's cryin', guess you lose.

(repeat)

CHORUS: train, rambling, rambling,
All long I'm gambling, gambling.
Losing all my money, well it ain't so funny, hon.
train, rambling, rambling,
All night I'm gambling, gambling.
Tell you what'n baby, you better be moving on.

(repeat)

CHORUS: about that time, better be movin' on.
Get outa here, you be movin' on.
Well that's all she wrote, you be movin' on.