Luyện nghe bài hát Junction, Texas 1978

There's a hole in your
And hard to see
I trust all your talk
And your
When you first around
And all the farmers
They were struck by your
And your promise of days

Oh, the hit us hard
And it us weak
We can't pay for the
And we to eat
But this is our soul
And our can't be traded
For the trinkets you over hope
has faded
Our has created a life
That we hate to

Give us time, us time
All we need is
We're in
We're confused and we inside
But this land is our
And our soul can't be
So try to hang on
And we'll see sadness
Through despair we'll create a new
That we love to