Luyện nghe bài hát Workingman's Prayer

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

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

Lord, put your 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 and kids, living over in the holler

The boss plane came down at the house a few days before christmas last
He asked what me and the missis had planned day
I kinda laughed and like we could have plans, we just it settle on that way
He asked to missis we come up and christmas dinner for him and his
Said to bring the family and join in the tri manse
Well, we went up to big house Lord, and I saw such an evening
And the boss's wife give all my kids brand new shoes to their feets
And I guess maybe I cried a
And night, when 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, help me go row
know I'm tired, got to try to make a dollar
For my and kids, living 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 Simmons down the road, had wood needed chopping

Sam Fallow east, had hay needed bailing
Old man Turner wanted his holler before time spring planting
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 you see me stumble
Reach down and the hand on my sack
Make my hammer a little lighter, and my dollar a stronger
Lord, Make my a little shorter and my nights a little longer

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