Luyện nghe bài hát Winter Wheat

I seem to have my patience
Waiting for the clouds of dust the custom bring
The foreman called to say, he be here any day
With his of threshing machines

Now what would make a man make a he can't keep?
A custom crew could clear this harvest in a week
While me on my John Deere would take more than a
To lay down this harvest of winter

Winter, winter
The grain is on the stem
When the custom comes and the harvest is in
Perhaps I'll find my patience

I allow as how I my own frustrations
I was on this crop to lay my mortgage down
And I admit that a limit to my patience
But damn it all to hell, they should been here by now

It's a hundred days preparing the
And a million seeds you sow and scare a thousand hungry crows
But the harvest moon is in it takes just one cold rainy day
To watch it all get washed