Luyện nghe bài hát Dust Bowl Refugee

I'm a bowl refugee,
Just a bowl refugee,
From that dust to the peach bowl,
Now peach fuzz is a-killin' me.

'Cross the to the sea,
the wife and kids and me.
It's a hot old dusty
For a bowl refugee.

Hard, it's always that way,
today and on our way
Down mountain, 'cross the desert,
Just a dust refugee.

We are ramblers, so say,
We are here today,
Then we travel the seasons,
the dust bowl refugees.

From the south and the drought land,
the wife and kids and me,
And this old is a hard world
For a dust refugee.

Yes, we and we roam
And the that's our home,
It's a never-ending
For a bowl refugee.

Yes, we wander and we
In your crops and in fruit,
Like the on the desert
That's the dust refugees.

I'm a dust refugee,
I'm a bowl refugee,
And I will I always
Be a bowl refugee?