Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train [Demo Version]

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

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

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

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

Well you worry your pretty little head
'Cause you never a dang what I did or said.
That's why I'm to leave this place
stand to look at your cheatin' face.

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

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

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

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

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

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

(repeat)

3: Well you me like a little boy,
And you played around I was a toy.
I guess you I'd have the blues,
who's cryin', guess 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.
you what'n baby, well you better be moving on.

(repeat)

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