Luyện nghe bài hát Rain On The Scarecrow

(John M. Green)
Scarecrow on a wooden cross, blackbird in the
Four hundred acres that used to be my farm
I grew up like my daddy did, my grandpa cleared land
When I was five I walked the fence while Grandpa my hand

Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the
This land fed a nation, this made me proud
And son I'm sorry there's no legacy for you now
on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the
The crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the
Couldn't buy the seed to plant this and the Farmers Bank foreclosed
Called my old friend Schepman up to auction off the
He John it's just my job and I hope you understand
calling it your job ol' hoss sure don't make it right
But if you me to I'll say a prayer for your soul tonight
And Grandma's on the front porch a Bible in her hand
Sometimes i her singing, "Take me to the Promised Land."
When you take away a man's dignity he can't work his fields and
There'll be blood on the scarecrow, blood on the
Blood on the scarecrow, on the plow
Well there's ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse
Ninety-seven families who lost ninety-seven
I think about my grandpa and my neighbors and my
And some nights I feel like dyin' like scarecrow in the rain
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the
This fed a nation, this land made me proud
And son I'm just sorry they're just for you now
Rain on the scarecrow, on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the
land fed a nationk this land made me proud
And son I'm just sorry they're just for you now
on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the