Luyện nghe bài hát Soil Bank

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