Luyện nghe bài hát In My Next Life

The red sun beat down and baked the red clay ground
Dust kicked up around his Deere wheels
No trace of rain in sight, again he'll the fight
And have to watch his crops die in the

They stood both in tears, his wife of many years
Said John, "You know I to lose our farm"
He looked into her eyes then up at the skies
And told her as he her in his arms

"In my next life, I want to be hero
Somethin' better than I out to be
I've lived life behind the plough and harrow
In my next life, I'll make you of me"

The muscles in his arms like his run down farm
Soon up and slowly disappeared
One hard workin' man, two workin' hands
Were givin' up all these years

His aging eyes grew dim and the that worshiped him
Sat on a chair beside his bed
Her hands caressed his brow and she said it's now
And as he slipped away, he said

"In my next life, I want to be hero
Somethin' better I turned out to be
I've lived this behind the plough and harrow
In my life, I'll make you proud of me"

"In my next life, I to be your hero
Somethin' than I turned out to be
I've lived this life behind the plough and
In my next life, make you proud of me
In my life, I'll make you proud of me"