Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Train

There's a Spanish train runs between
Guadalquivir and old
And at of night the whistle blows
And people hear running still

And then they hush their children to sleep
Lock the doors, upstairs creep
For it is said the souls of the dead
Fill that train ten deep

Well a lay dying with his people by his side
His were crying, knelt in prayer before he died
But his bed just a-waiting for the dead
Was the with a twinkle in his eye
God's not around and look what I've found this one's mine!

Just then the himself appeared in a blinding flash of light
And shouted at the devil, get thee hence to night!
But the Devil just and said I may have sinned
But no need to push me around
I got him first so you can do your he's going underground

But I think I'll give you one more said the Devil with a smile
So throw away that stupid lance, it's really not your
Joker is the name, Poker is the game, we'll play right here on bed
And then we'll bet for the stakes yet, the souls of the dead!!

And I said Look out, Lord, he's to win
The sun is and the night is riding in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the
Oh Lord, he's to win

Well the he cut the cards
And he dealt them each a of five
And for the Lord he was praying
Or that train he'd have to

Well the Devil he had three aces and a
And the Lord, he was for a straight
He had the queen and the and the nine and ten of spades
All he needed was the

And then the he called for one more card
But he drew the diamond
And the said to the son of God
I you've got it straight

So deal me one for the has come
To see who'll be the king of this
But as he spoke, from beneath his
He another ace

Ten souls was the opening bid
And it went up to fifty-nine
But the didn't see what the Devil did
And he said that me fine

I'll raise you to hundred and five
And forever put an end to your
But the let out a mighty shout
My wins

And I Lord, oh Lord, you let him win
The sun is down and the is riding in
That train is dead on time, many are on the line
Oh Lord, let him win

Well that Spanish train still runs
and old Seville
And at of night the whistle blows
And people she's running still

And far away in recess
The and the Devil are now playing chess
The Devil still cheats and more souls
And as for the Lord, well, just doing his best

And I Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win
The Sun is down and the is riding in
That train is still on time, oh my is on the line
Oh Lord, got to win