Luyện nghe bài hát Workingman's Prayer

Lord, put hand to the handle of my hoe
Let me make another step, me go another row
know I'm tired, got to try to make a dollar
For my wife and kids, living over in the

Every I get up and look at the sky
And I know if I'm gonna work lord, the sun's gotta
But I'm gettin old my time, broke down body and mind
And sometimes when I see a rain cloud floatin by
Lord I just feel like
My pa used to me when I was a boy
Son them big white fleely clouds nothin
But the of the Lord
So after all these years of and choppin and pickin
If I do get to the heaven like I've been tryin
And them clouds be pa said so
Lord, I hope your angels how to use a hoe

Lord, put hand to the handle of my hoe
Let me another step, help me go another row
Even know I'm tired, got to try to a dollar
For my wife and kids, living in the holler

The boss came down at the house a few days before christmas last year
He asked what me and the had planned christmas day
I kinda laughed and like we could have plans, we just hadn't it on that way
He asked to missis we come up and christmas dinner for him and his
Said to the whole family and join in the tri manse
Well, we went up to big house Lord, and I never saw such an
And the boss's wife give all my kids brand new shoes to warm their
And I guess maybe I cried a
And that night, when I got home, I got on my knees
And I thanked to you lord,

Lord, put your hand to the of my hoe
Let me another step, help me go another row
Even know I'm tired, got to try to make a
For my wife and kids, over in the holler

And then was a time my wife said You just got to slow down, man
I said, honey, I got make it I can
So I three days, Lord, without stopping
For Miss Simmons the road, had wood needed chopping

Sam Fallow over east, had hay bailing
Old man Turner wanted his holler fixed before time spring
The fourth day I was on my back, Lord
But I got it all before the sky turned black

Now, I ain't complaining Lord, but sometimes when you see me
Reach down and lift the on my sack
Make my hammer a little lighter, and my dollar a stronger
Lord, Make my days a little and my nights a little longer

And if there's
I can do for you,
Let me what's to be done
And I will be
Well, goodnight,