Luyện nghe bài hát Farmer And The Lord

While one evening by the side of the road
I saw an old farmer in the field he'd just
His face was all and wrinkled by the wind
And he was talking to the Lord, just he'd be talking to a friend
Sir, he said in a voice calm and quiet
Them corn tassels stackin', but, uh, I got no string to tie it
Had no rain in so long that the fields are dusty
And it's been so unbearable hot that the kids are even fussy
Now grass down in the pasture should 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' you'd think I grateful
Why if you didn't know me so well you'd think I was down right hateful
You'd think I'd forgot about the new calf you sent
And the money in the mail that took of the rent
Ma's cold's better, and Johnny's home the navy
And that Sunday dinner of chicken, dumplings, and gravy
That new preacher you sent us Lord- he is a fine young man
Why he's convertin' them sinners to beat the band
Well guess I'll mosey on along, Lord. take no more your time
Guess there's plenty folks here about waitin' to ring line
Evening to you Lord, and watch us tonight
And don't you worry about us none, Lord, everything is gonna be all right