Luyện nghe bài hát Tulare Dust

Tulare dust in a farm boy's
Wondering the freight train goes
Standin' in the by the railroad track
Cursin' the on my cotton sack

I can see mom and dad shoulders low
of 'em pickin' on a double row
They do it for a livin' because must
That's life it is in the Tulare dust

The sun was something new
That we arrived in '42
And I can still how my daddy cussed
The tumbleweeds here in the dust

The valley was a common fate
To the farmworkers in the Golden State
And I Oklahoma but I'll stay if I must
And help make a in the Tulare dust

The dust in a farm boy's nose
Wondering where the freight train
Standin' in a cotton by the railroad track
the strap on my cotton sack

I see mom and dad