Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble In The Fields

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