Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble in the Fields

Baby I know that got trouble in the fields
the bankers swarm like locust out there turning away our yield
The trains roll by our silos, in the rain
They leave our full of nothing
But our dreams and the golden

you seen the folks in line downtown at the station
They're all buying their out and talking the great depression
Our parents had their times fifty years ago
When they stood out in these empty fields in dust as as snow

And all this in our fields
If this rain can fall, these can heal
They'll take our native soil
But if we that new John Deere
And then we'll work these crops with sweat and
You'll be the I'll be the plow
Come time we'll work it out
There's still a lot of love, here in these troubled

a book up on the shelf about the dust bowl days
And there's a little bit of you and a bit of me
In the photos on page
Now our children live in the city and they upon our shoulders
They never want the to fall or the weather to get colder

You'll be the I'll be the plow
harvest time we'll work it out
There's still a lot of love, here in these fields