Luyện nghe bài hát Workingman's Prayer

Lord, put your hand to the of my hoe
Let me make another step, me go another row
Even know I'm tired, got to try to make a
For my wife and kids, living 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 and mind
And sometimes when I don't see a rain floatin by
Lord I just feel dyin
My pa to tell me when I was a boy
Son them big fleely clouds ain't nothin
But the of the Lord
So after all these years of plantin and and pickin
If I do get to the heaven like I've been tryin
And them be what pa said so
Lord, I your angels know how to use a hoe

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

The plane 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 plans, we just hadn't it settle on that way
He asked to we come up and cook christmas dinner for him and his
Said to bring the whole 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 a little
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 make another step, me go another row
Even know I'm tired, got to try to a dollar
For my wife and kids, living over in the

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, stopping
For Miss Simmons down the road, had wood needed

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

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

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