Luyện nghe bài hát Dust Bowl Refugee

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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