Luyện nghe bài hát Now I'm A Farmer

I've got a and a pick-axe
And a hundred square of land to churn about
My old horse is but sincerely
I believe that he can pull a

Well, I've into the jungle
Of the rumble to grow my own food
And I'll dig and and scrape the weeds
I succeed in seeing cabbage growing through

Now I'm a farmer, and I'm
Digging, digging, digging,
Now I'm a farmer, and I'm
Digging, digging, digging,

alarming how charming it is to be a-farming
How calming and balming the of the air

Well, I for a year and grew a crop of corn
That as far as the eye can see
That's a whole lot of
Near enough to feed New York till

is my station and the nation
Buys my from me immediately
And sixty thousand bucks, I watch as dumper trucks
Tip New corn flakes in the sea

Now I'm a farmer, and I'm
Digging, digging, digging,
Now I'm a farmer, and I'm
Digging, digging, digging,

alarming how charming it is to be a-farming
How and balming the effect of the air

Now look here, son, the thing to say
Isn't necessarily you want to say
The thing to do
Isn't necessarily you want to do

The things to grow
Ain't necessarily you want to grow
own happiness
Doesn't necessarily you what you want to know

Well, I'm suntanned and deep, the horse
And my hands are deeply
Old horse is a-grazing, amazing
how lazily he took the strain

Well, my pick and are rusty
Because I'm paid on
To leave my square of bare

alarming how charming it is to be a-farming
How and balming the effect of the air

you grow what I grow
Tomatoes, potatoes, stew,
Potatoes, tomatoes,