Luyện nghe bài hát Farmer And The Lord

While resting one by the side of the road
I saw an old farmer in the field just hoed
His was all brown and wrinkled by the wind
And he was talking to the Lord, just like he'd be talking to a
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 long the fields are mighty dusty
And it's been so unbearable hot that the are even gettin' fussy
Now that down in the pasture should be knee high
If we could have a little shower Lord- 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 think I was down right hateful
You'd think I'd forgot about the new that you sent
And the money in the that took care of the rent
Ma's cold's better, and home from the navy
And that good Sunday dinner of chicken, dumplings, and
That new preacher you sent us Lord- he sure is a fine man
Why he's just them sinners to beat the band
Well guess I'll mosey on along, Lord. Won't take no more your
Guess there's plenty folks here about to ring your line
to you Lord, and watch over us tonight
And don't you worry about us none, Lord, cause everything is be all right