Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble In The Fields

Baby, I that we've got trouble in the fields
When the bankers swarm like they're turning away our yields
Our roll by our silo, silver in the rain
And leave our full of nothing and our dreams in the golden grain
you sees the folks in line downtown at the station?
They're all buying their tickets out and they're a great depression
Our had their hard times fifty years ago
When they stood out in these empty in dust as deep as snow
And all this in our fields
If rain can fall, these wounds can heal
They'll never take our soil
If we that new John Deere
Then we'll work these farm with sweat and
You'll be the mule, be the plow
harvest time, we'll work it out
There's a lot of love
in these troubled fields
There's a book up on the shelf about the bowl days
There's a little bit of you and a little bit of me in the photos in every
Now our children live in the and they rest upon our shoulders
They never want the rain to or the weather to get colder
And all this trouble in our
If this rain can fall wounds can heal
They'll never our native soil, no
If we sell that new John
Then work these farm with sweat and tears
You'll be the mule, be the plow
Come harvest time, we'll it out
still a lot of love
Here in these troubled
You'll be the mule, I'll be the
Come harvest time, work it out
There's still a lot of
Here in these troubled