Luyện nghe bài hát Workingman's Prayer

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

Every morning I get up and at the sky
And I know if I'm gonna work lord, the sun's gotta
But I'm gettin old before my time, broke down body and
And sometimes when I don't see a cloud floatin by
Lord I feel like dyin
My pa to tell me when I was a boy
Son them big white clouds ain't nothin
But the of the Lord
So all these years of plantin and choppin and pickin
If I do get to the heaven lord like I've tryin
And them clouds be pa said so
Lord, I hope your angels how to use a hoe

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

The boss plane came down at the house a few days before last year
He asked me and the missis had planned christmas day
I kinda laughed and like we could have plans, we just hadn't it settle on way
He asked to missis we come up and cook christmas for him and his
Said to bring the whole 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 I cried a little
And that night, I got home, I got down on my knees
And I to you lord, remember

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

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

Sam Fallow east, had hay needed bailing
Old man wanted his holler fixed before time spring planting
The day I was down 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 little
Lord, my days a little shorter and my nights a little longer

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