Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble In The Fields

Baby, I know that we got trouble in the
And the bankers swarm like locusts out there, turning away our
And the trains by our silo, silver in the rain
Leave our pockets full of nothing but these dreams of the grain

I can see the folks lined up downtown at the
They're all buying tickets out and they're talking a Great Depression
Our parents had their hard fifty years ago
When they stood out in these fields, in dust as deep as snow

And all trouble in our fields
If this rain can fall wounds can heal
They'll never take our native
And if we sell that new John Deere then we'll work crops with sweat and tears

You'll be the mule, I'll be the
Come time, we'll work it out
There's still a lot of here in these troubled fields

There's a book up on the about the dust bowl days
There's a bit of you and a little bit of me in the photos on every page
Our children live in the city and rest upon our shoulders
They don't want the rain to or the weather to get colder

And all this trouble in our
If this rain can fall wounds can heal
They'll never take our soil
And if we sell that new John and then we'll work these crops with sweat and tears
You'll be the mule, be the plow
Come harvest we'll work it out
There's still a lot of love here in these fields

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