Luyện nghe bài hát Farmer And The Lord

While resting one evening by the side of the
I saw an old in the field he'd just hoed
His face was all and wrinkled by the wind
And he was talking to the Lord, just like be talking to a friend
Sir, he said in a voice calm and quiet
Them corn need stackin', but, uh, I got no string to tie it
Had no rain in so that the fields are mighty dusty
And it's been so unbearable hot the kids are even gettin' fussy
Now that grass down in the pasture be knee high
If we could just have a little shower it might keep the calf from going 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
You'd think I'd about the new calf that you sent
And the money in the mail that took care of the
cold's better, and Johnny's home from the navy
And good Sunday dinner of chicken, dumplings, and gravy
That new preacher you sent us Lord- he sure is a young man
Why he's just convertin' them sinners to beat the
Well guess I'll on along, Lord. Won't take no more your time
Guess there's plenty folks here waitin' to ring your line
Evening to you Lord, and watch over us
And you worry about us none, Lord, cause everything is gonna be all right