Luyện nghe bài hát Workin' Man's Dollar

Well, I'm just a workin' man's
In the pocket of his old blue
I ain't like my Wall brother
He's in a so shiny and clean

Well, I'm and I'm wrinkled
Tattered and with sweat
But I'm the first one called when Sam
Needs a hand with the national

I've been wages for the farm
For drivin' an old Deere
I've been on a bar in a tavern
To buy a workin' man an beer

I've tipped to a truck-stop waitress
Taped where I was
And in the hand of a I was laid on a plate
In a church on morn

Well, they say I'm the root of all
I lust, power and greed
But this workin' man's dollar only the things
A workin' man really

Well, they say I'm worth fifty-cents
In this inflated age
But don't tell that to the young man
To make it on a wage

Or single workin' mother
She's been to make ends meet
To make a house a home, keep food on the
And on her baby's feet

Well, I my days are numbered
I'm gettin' and wearin' thin
And they'll replace me with
But I'd do it all

'Cause I've seen this great big
Passed from hand to hand
And I've got to say that I'm proud
That I to the workin' man

Well, say I'm the root of all evil
I bring lust, power and
But this workin' man's dollar only buys the
A workin' man really