Luyện nghe bài hát Faces of America

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

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

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

I was born on a farm, a mid-western
I on the tractor with my dad
And though we never had much it was always
And we the best with what we had

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

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

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

Certain that you depend upon I used to think were guaranteed
Like the right of every man to and feed his family
And the faces of seem so distant and estranged
Have their eyes become too to see
How their hearts have changed
How their hearts have changed
How their hearts have changed