Luyện nghe bài hát The Great Dust Storm (Dust Storm Disaster)

On the day of April of 1935,
There struck the worst of dust storms that filled the sky.
You could see that dust storm comin', the cloud deathlike black,
And through our mighty nation, it a dreadful track.
From Oklahoma to the Arizona line,
Dakota and to the lazy Rio Grande,
It fell across our city like a of black rolled down,
We thought it was our judgement, we it was our doom.

The radio reported, we listened alarm,
The wild and windy actions of this great storm;
Albuquerque and Clovis, and all New Mexico,
They it was the blackest that ever they had saw.

From old Dodge City, Kansas, the had rung their knell,
And a few more sleeping on top of old Boot Hill.
Denver, Colorado, they said it blew so strong,
They thought that they hold out, but they didn't know how long.

Our relatives were into their oil boom shacks,
And the children they was as it whistled through the cracks.
And the family it was into their little room,
They thought the world had ended, and thought it was their doom.

The storm took place at sundown, it lasted the night,
When we looked out morning, we saw a terrible sight.
We saw our window where wheat fields they had grown
Was now a rippling ocean of the wind had blown.

It up our fences, it covered up our barns,
It covered up our tractors in this and dusty storm.
We loaded our jalopies and our families in,
We rattled that highway to never come back again.