Luyện nghe bài hát Faces of America

There was a time, a time
When a man could be sure of he stood
I used to work at the yard, honest and hard
The were long but the pay was oh so good

I had a and friends, oh so many friends
We'd drive to the lake on
then it wasn't so dear for a sandwich or beer
At night I still dream I can see faces

things that you depend upon
There are places that you
And the faces of
Oh, where do they go, did they go

I was born on a farm, a farm
I rode on the tractor my dad
And we never had much it was always enough
And we the best with what we had

But then came four of drought and the bottom dropped out
My father was broken the rest
And I can still see his hands signing over his
And the bankers fat on the flesh of the dispossessed

things that you depend upon
There are I can go I sift the ashes of america
For someplace I used to
Someplace I used to
I used to know

There was a time, a simpler
When a man could be sure of he stood
I used to work at the yard, honest and hard
The hours were long but the pay was oh so

Certain things you depend upon I used to think were guaranteed
Like the right of man to work and feed his family
And the of america seem so distant and estranged
Have their become too blind to see
How much their hearts have
How much their hearts have
How much hearts have changed