Luyện nghe bài hát Farmer And The Lord

While resting one evening by the side of the
I saw an old farmer in the field he'd hoed
His was all brown and wrinkled by the wind
And he was talking to the Lord, just like he'd be to a friend
Well Sir, he said in a calm and quiet
Them corn tassels stackin', but, uh, I got no string to tie it
Had no rain in so that the fields are mighty dusty
And it's so unbearable hot that the kids are even gettin' fussy
Now that grass down in the pasture should be high
If we could just have a little shower Lord- it might keep the calf from dry
Oh- but listen to me talk, an' think I wasn't grateful
Why if you didn't know me so well Lord you'd I was down right hateful
think I'd forgot about the new calf that you sent
And the money in the mail that took of the rent
Ma's better, and Johnny's home from the navy
And that good Sunday of chicken, dumplings, and gravy
That new you sent us Lord- he sure is a fine young man
Why just convertin' them sinners to beat the band
Well guess I'll mosey on along, Lord. Won't no more your time
Guess there's plenty here about waitin' to ring your line
Evening to you Lord, and watch us tonight
And don't you worry about us none, Lord, cause everything is be all right