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 storm comin', the cloud looked deathlike black,
And our mighty nation, it left a dreadful track.
From Oklahoma City to the line,
and Nebraska to the lazy Rio Grande,
It fell across our city like a curtain of rolled down,
We it was our judgement, we thought it was our doom.

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

old Dodge City, Kansas, the dust 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 could 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 crowded into little room,
thought the world had ended, and they thought it was their doom.

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

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