Luyện nghe bài hát Workingman's Blues #2

There's an evenin' haze settlin' over
by the edge of the creek
The buyin' power of the proletariat's gone
Money's gettin' shallow and
Well, the place I love is a sweet memory
It's a new that we trod
They say low wages are a
If we to compete abroad

My cruel weapons have put on the shelf
Come sit on my knee
You are dearer to me myself
As you can see
While I'm to the steel rails hum
Got both tight shut
Just sitting trying to keep the hunger from
its way into my gut

Meet me at the bottom, lag behind
Bring me my and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best on the
Sing a little bit of workingman's blues

Well, I'm sailin' on back, for the long haul
Tossed by the and the seas
I'll drag 'em all down to and I'll stand 'em at the wall
sell 'em to their enemies
I'm to feed my soul with thought
Gonna off the rest of the day
Sometimes no one wants we got
Sometimes you can't give it

Now the place is ringed with countless
Some of them may be and dumb
No man, no woman
The hour that sorrow come
In the dark I hear the night call
I can a lover's breath
I sleep in the kitchen with my feet in the
Sleep is like a death

Meet me at the bottom, don't lag
Bring me my and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best on the
Sing a bit of these workingman's blues

Well, they burned my barn, and they stole my
I save a dime
I got to be careful, I want to be forced
Into a life of crime
I can see for myself that the sun is
How I you were here to see
me now, am I wrong in thinking
That you have me?

Now they worry and they hurry and fuss and they fret
They waste your and days
Them I forget
But you I'll always
Old memories of you to me clung
You've me with your words
have to straighten out your tongue
It's all true, you've heard

Meet me at the bottom, lag behind
me my boots and shoes
You can back or fight your best on the frontline
Sing a bit of these workingman's blues

In you, my friend, I find no
look in my eyes, please do
No one can claim
That I up arms against you
All across the sacred fields
They lay you low
They'll your horns and slash you with steel
I say it so it be so

Now I'm down on my luck and I'm and blue
Gonna give you chance
I'm all alone and I'm you
To lead me off in a dance
I got a brand new suit and a new wife
I can live on rice and
Some never worked a day in their life
Don't know what work even

Well, me at the bottom, don't lag behind
Bring me my boots and
You can hang back or fight your best on the
Sing a little bit of workingman's blues