Luyện nghe bài hát Accidental Racist

To the man that waited on me at the down on Main, I hope you understand
When I put on that t-shirt, the only thing I to say is I'm a Skynyrd fan
The red flag on my somehow is like the elephant in the corner of the south
And I just him right in the room
Just a proud rebel son with an 'ol can of
Lookin' like I got a lot to learn but from my point of

I'm just a white man to you from the southland
to understand what it's like not to be
I'm proud of where I'm from but not everything done
And it like you and me can re-write history
Our generation start this nation
We're pickin' up the pieces, walkin' on eggshells, fightin' over yesterday
And caught between pride and southern blame

They called it Reconstruction, fixed the buildings, some tears
We're still siftin' the rubble after a hundred-fifty years
I try to put myself in shoes and that's a good place to begin
But it ain't like I can walk a mile in else's skin

'Cause I'm a white man in the southland
Just like you I'm more what you see
I'm proud of I'm from but not everything we've done
And it ain't you and me can re-write history
Our generation start this nation
And we're still paying for the
That a bunch of made long before we came
And caught between southern pride and southern

Dear Mr. White Man, I you understood
What the world is really like you're livin' in the hood
Just my pants are saggin' doesn't mean I'm up to no good
You should try to get to know me, I really you would
Now my chains are but I'm still misunderstood
I wasn't there when March turned the south into firewood
I you to get paid but be a slave I never could
Feel a new fangled Django, dodgin' invisible white hoods
So when I see that white cowboy hat, I'm thinkin' it's not all
I guess we're both of judgin' the cover not the book
I'd love to buy you a beer, conversate and the air
But I see that red flag and I think you wish I here

I'm just a man
(If you don't my do-rag)
Comin' to you from the
(I judge your red flag)
Tryin' to what it's like not to be

I'm of where I'm from
(If you don't judge my chains)
But not everything done
(I'll forget the chains)
It ain't you and me can re-write history
(Can't re-write baby)

Oh,
(The relationship the Mason-Dixon needs some fixin')
I hope you understand what this is all
(Quite frankly I'm a black Yankee but I've been thinkin' about lately)
I'm a son of the new
(The is the past, you feel me)
And I just to make things right
(Let be bygones)
Where all that's is southern pride
(RIP Robert E. Lee but I've gotta thank Abraham Lincoln for me, know what I mean)
It's real, it's
truth