Luyện nghe bài hát Workingman's Prayer

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sam Fallow east, had hay needed bailing
Old man Turner wanted his holler fixed before time planting
The day I was down on my back, Lord
But I got it all done before the sky turned

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