Luyện nghe bài hát Minimum Wage

Traveled hundred miles
Crossed the border to the
With a bottle running
Cross the in a shake

to English only country
Hidin' from the
to make this place my home
Run a long, long way then

of a lifetime
For the minimum

Well, they chased me the desert
Then the agents strapped me
they ask me why in Spanish
Why you keep on comin'

When I left my dad in
And my sister in Des
They've been in this country
Pickin' lettuce, washing

of a lifetime
For the wage

Well, they raised me to dollars
I washed the dishes fast
Well, the boss, he got me
On the and in the back

I wash the dish and rinse it
Then I go late and sleep
Well, I need to be now
'Cause I out in my sleep

When I see black van comin'
Then I I'm sure to run
Goddamn them agents me
me on the spot

For the wage

No one forced the boss to me
But it's nearly fifteen
When I left my baby
With a promise in my

On the of L.A.
I a native poem
Million hands, ten years
It's the for the crop

It's my doin' the pickin'
In the valley of the
It's a decent job to at
Any day I'll take job

Ethiopian, Colombian, Pakistani,
Every man I run into
All the kitchens on the
And they're pluggin' in them
Smilin' in their

Theyre a long, long way home now
But lookin' to be free
California, Alabama and Missouri,
They been workin' their fathers were
A long, long ago

For the minimum
For the minimum
For the wage
For, for, for, for the wage

It's a bumpy road to in
But I'll it anytime
It's a road to take
But take it day

It's a bumpy road to
But take it anytime
For the wage