Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train [Demo Version]

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

Well I'm north and I'm goin' south
Don't want no more of your mouth.
I'm hittin' the road, gonna some bells,
Better I can do it well.

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

Well I really don't know where I'm for sure,
gotta map, it ain't no tour.
Just headin' out to the sky,
Who knows, even die.

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

Well you me like a little boy
And played around I was a toy.
you thought I'd have the blues,
Look cryin', guess you lose.

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

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

1: Well I'm an man, I sing an angry song,
Tell you it won't be long,
I'll pack my bags, get outa here,
With my guitar and a o' beer.
Well I'm north and I'm goin' south,
Tell you honey, shut you're mouth,
Well I'll kick your 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 well it 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 know where I'm goin' for sure,
got a map, and it ain't no tour,
I'm just headin' out for the sky,
Who knows? even die.
Well don't you worry pretty little head,
I never a damn what I did or said.
That's why I'm packin' to leave place,
Can't stand look at cheatin' face.

(repeat)

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

(repeat)

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

(repeat)

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