Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble in the Fields

Baby I that we've got trouble in the fields
When the bankers swarm like out there turning away our yield
The trains roll by our silos, silver in the
They leave our pockets of nothing
But our dreams and the 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 times fifty years ago
When they stood out in these empty fields in as deep as snow

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

There's a book up on the shelf about the dust days
And there's a bit of you and a little bit of me
In the photos on page
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 time we'll work it out
still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields