Luyện nghe bài hát Something In The Rain

Mom and Dad have the fields
I don't know how many
I'm a boy but I know how
And go to school work is slow

We have our country's roads
Bakersfield to
And when troubles our way
Oh yeah, I've seen my pray

There's wrong with little sister
I her crying by my side
Mama's shaking as she her
We try to her through the night

And Mom says, Close you eyes,
Dream of someplace far here
Like the pictures in your
Someday you can us there

There must be something in the
I'm not sure just what that
Abuelita talks of of man
Of dust in our hands

must be something in the rain
Well, else could cause this pain
Those airplanes the plants so things can grow
Oh no, it must be something in the

sister's gone away
Mama's working again
And me, I think I
our life, about our land

Well, talkers talk and dream
I will a place between
I'm afraid but I
That we can change these fields

'Cause there's in the rain
But there's here in our hands
right about the sins of man
Who's profits rape the

And the rains are pouring
From the growers to the
And until we break the chains
There's something in the