Luyện nghe bài hát Downbound Train

A stranger on a bar room floor
Had so much he could drink no more
So he fell asleep with a brain
To dream he rode on that downbound train

The with blood was sweaty and damp
And brilliantly lit a brimstone lamp
And for fuel was shoveling bones
While the furnace rang with a thousand

The boiler was filled with beer
The devil himself was the
The were most a motley crew
Some were foreigners and he knew
Rich men in broadcloth, beggars in
young ladies and wicked old hags

As the train on at a terrible pace
fumes scorched their hands and face
Wider and wider the country
Faster and faster the flew
Louder and the thunder crashed
Brighter and brighter the flashed

Hotter and hotter the air
Till their clothes burned with each quivering refrain
Then out of the din there a yell
Ha ha said the devil nearing home
Oh how the passengers shrieked with
They begged old to stop that train

The awoke with an anguished cry
His clothes wet with sweat and his hair high
He fell on his knees on the bar room
And prayed a prayer never before

And the prayers and vows were not in
For he never rode that downbound