Luyện nghe bài hát Farmer And The Lord

While one evening by the side of the road
I saw an old farmer in the field he'd hoed
His face was all brown and by the wind
And he was talking to the Lord, just like be talking to a friend
Sir, he said in a voice calm and quiet
Them tassels need stackin', but, uh, I got no string to tie it
Had no rain in so that the fields are mighty dusty
And it's so unbearable hot that the kids are even gettin' fussy
Now that grass down in the pasture should be high
If we could just have a shower Lord- it might keep the calf from going dry
Oh- but listen to me talk, an' you'd think I grateful
Why if you didn't know me so well Lord think I was down right hateful
You'd think I'd forgot about the new calf that you
And the in the mail that took care of the rent
cold's better, and Johnny's home from the navy
And that good Sunday dinner of chicken, dumplings, and
new preacher you sent us Lord- he sure is a fine young man
Why he's convertin' them sinners to beat the band
Well guess mosey on along, Lord. Won't take no more your time
Guess there's plenty folks here about waitin' to ring line
Evening to you Lord, and over us tonight
And don't you worry about us none, Lord, cause everything is be all right