Luyện nghe bài hát The Migrant Worker

Pickin' wasn't
you brown and thin
Been a for every season
That the was on the limb

Pack the truck
Tell the kids, we're off
Cross a dozen states or
We'll teach 'em we can

'em what we can
We can't do
The land is
But still the livin's

in September
Drought in mid
peeking
Through a white gypsy sky

March rolls into
plant and pray for rain
Sweat like in August
Run the circle again

Run the once again
And once more
The land is
But still the poor

in August
in May
Tryin' to make
To keep my on its way

And buy the boss a drink
To keep every day
You know it honest
But you do it

Do it
To alive
Do it anyway to alive