Luyện nghe bài hát Soil Bank

Well there once was a time that this of mine was plowed by a mule and a man
They worked from dawn darkness just tryin' to civilize the sand
Spikin' holes placin' a seed like each one was a friend
hope they'd planted it deep enough to survive the dusthole winds
But of things have changed since that ol' mule went to the barn
I brought that ol' house out back inside where it's nice and warm
No more blisters a walkin' plow or chokin' the weedin' hole
I just leave the land the way it is and watch good money
Soil banks and surplus wheat leaves of time on my hands
But I'll take time over any week
And live off the fat of the (live off the fat of the) off the fat of the land
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Well as long as they keep payin' me not a work or lift a
I'm gonna on buyin' up all this money makin' sand
And I I'll be real famous soon and that's a matter of fact
They're sayin' gonna mention my name in the Farmer's Almanac
And I owe it all to Uncle Sam for a deal you just beat
And I moved from old starvation to live on Easy Street
And I know this golden of luck will sooner or later break
But by the time it finally does I won't have to state
banks and surplus wheat...