Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble in the Fields

Baby I know that we've got in the fields
When the bankers swarm locust out there turning away our yield
The trains by our silos, silver in the rain
They leave our pockets full of
But our and the golden grain

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

And all this trouble in our
If rain can fall, these wounds can heal
They'll never take our soil
But if we sell that new John
And then we'll work these crops sweat and tears
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 these fields

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

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