Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble In The Fields

Baby, I know that we got in the fields
And the bankers swarm like locusts out there, turning away our
And the trains roll by our silo, silver in the
our pockets full of nothing but these dreams of the golden grain

I can see the folks lined up at the station
They're all buying their tickets out and they're a Great Depression
Our parents had their times fifty years ago
When they out in these empty fields, in dust as deep as snow

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

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

a book up on the shelf about the dust bowl days
There's a little bit of you and a bit of me in the photos on every page
Our children live in the city and they rest upon our
They don't want the rain to fall or the weather to get

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

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