Luyện nghe bài hát Farmer's Song

Well I to say the farmer
Was the last of a dying
off the land
And taking what he
Don't say for the future
When a family survive
I'd hate to say the
Was the of his kind.

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

I dreamed I saw a dust bowl
Where the used to live
Earth was flying the sky
It had left to give
Tractors were
On the lawn
Just woke up one
And the farmers all gone

I to say the farmer
Was the last of a breed
Living off the
And what he needs.
say much for the future
When a can't survive.
I'd hate to say the
Was the of his kind.