Luyện nghe bài hát Afghan/ForKlift

Ringin' on the telephone, it up and say
What's a man to do with all the trouble 'round
it takes a worried man to sing a worried song
Sing it now, but Lord, don't let it all go on too

Somethin' in the air, and it's movin' a southbound train
Sun is goin' down, and it like I'll be the same
World spinnin' 'round, people say there's debt to pay
I don't knowtoo with my life from day to day
But whosoever journeys up against that line
The shadows of an ancient burn away in time
I was in Arkansas, workin' graveyard shift
Movin' crates for with a big forklift
Most were crackers, Coca-Cola, shoes and ceiling
Two marked Top Secret, headed for Afghanistan
repeat
See shadows on the sun, see a thundercloud
will persuade, but all will be allowed
And some seek their god from a heaven in the sky
their affliction with a holy alibi
Ringin' on the telephone, it up and say
What's a man to do with all the trouble today?
I'm callin' up the president, ask him he say
No answer, left a message, when he's from holiday
repeat
Now the drums are poundin', them blowin' on the horn
Two hands are on the hammer, and the fabric has torn
Dam's to burst, floods are all around
No more water, little Sylvie, 'cause I think I'm drown
on the telephone, pick it up and say
What's a man to do with all the trouble today?
Heard it takes a worried man to sing a song
it now, but Lord, don't make it all go on too long
All go on too