Luyện nghe bài hát Minimum Wage

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

Come to only country
from the minutemen
Come to make this place my
Run a long, way from then

of a lifetime
For the minimum

Well, they chased me through the
Then the agents strapped me
Then they ask me why in
Why you keep on back?

I left my dad in Jersey
And my in Des Moines
They've been in this country
Pickin' lettuce, floors

of a lifetime
For the minimum

Well, they raised me to dollars
'Cause I the dishes fast
Well, the boss, he got me
On the porch and in the

I wash the dish and rinse it
Then I go home and sleep
Well, I need to be now
I walk out in my sleep

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

For the minimum

No one forced the to hire me
But it's nearly been
When I my baby cryin'
With a in my skin

On the of L.A.
I recite a poem
hands, ten thousand years
It's the season for the

my people doin' the pickin'
In the valley of the
It's a job to work at
Any day I'll this job

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

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

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

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

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