Luyện nghe bài hát Where The Grass Won't Grow

Dirt was clay and was the of the blood in me
A twelve acre on the rich south Tennessee
We left our sweat all over land
Behind a we watched go cold
to grow corn and cotton on ground
So poor the won't grow
There was one old store in the hot we all called
It belonged to a gentle old man named Henry
He gave us and in the winter time
So we could live the cold
When the winds snow
to grow corn and cotton on ground
So poor grass won't grow

Oh the woman I loved through those fields with me
She was a hard workin' woman and true as one be
Oh but then one year death was goin'
And took it's toll
had to go

Now she in sleep under ground
So poor that won't grow

As I stand here looking over this part of
The are bare as far as the eye can see

North, the where Janie lies
There's a sun to behold

And no one
Now there's is growin' on ground
So that grass won't grow

Now there's growin on ground
So poor that grass won't