Luyện nghe bài hát Farm Aid Song

Well I hate to say the
Was the last of a dying
Living off the
And what he needs
Don't say for the future
When a family can't
I'd hate to say the
Was the of his kind.

In the for parity
Not one voice can sound
the foundation
of the
Is in the ground.
Yeah, they want to feed the
But for power and for
they'll cut off the supply
Until get what they need.

Well I dreamed I saw a dust
the farmers used to live
Earth was flying the sky
It had nothing left to
Tractors burning
On the lawn
woke up one morning
And the farmers all gone

I to say the farmer
Was the last of a breed
off the land
And taking he needs.
Don't say for the future
a family can't survive.
I'd to say the farmer
Was the of his kind.