Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble In The Fields

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