Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble in the Fields

Baby I know that we've got trouble in the
When the bankers swarm locust out there turning away our yield
The trains by our silos, silver in the rain
They our pockets full of nothing
But our and the golden grain

Have you seen the in line downtown at the station
They're all their ticket out and talking the great depression
Our had their hard times fifty years ago
When they out in these empty fields in dust as deep as snow

And all this trouble in our
If this can fall, these wounds can heal
They'll never take our native
But if we sell that new John
And then we'll work these crops sweat and tears
You'll be the I'll be the plow
Come harvest time we'll it out
There's still a lot of love, in these troubled fields

There's a up on the shelf about the dust bowl days
And there's a bit of you and a little bit of me
In the photos on every
Now our children live in the city and they rest upon our
They never want the rain to fall or the to get colder

You'll be the mule I'll be the
Come harvest we'll work it out
There's still a lot of love, here in troubled fields