Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble in the Fields

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

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

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

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

You'll be the I'll be the plow
harvest time we'll work it out
There's still a lot of love, in these troubled fields