Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama '69

I come from Alabama and I work a ten pound
And my womans picking cotton for the bossman on the
They work us till break our back
And beat us cos our is black
I guess I'll to slave till the whip is in the grave
When we be free
I walk down any road
And we have our liberty
day to day we live to die
The scars across my don't lie
Ain't there anyone out
To hear my cry
Now I believe a man's a man who his pay as best he can
The colour of his skin don't mean that he ain't just you
But white folk here don't a hell
They think that we were born to
Of and dust and dirt
And pull a until we die
When we be free
I wanna walk any road
And feel we have our
These I'm wearing every day
Got the size of Frisco Bay
I'm for the time
When there come a judgement day
You all how long it is since Lincoln made their promices
one day we would walk alone the white side of the street
But was some bad folk around
Who got so riled they shot him
And ain't a cop in town
Who do the same for me
When will we be
I wanna walk down any
And I've got my liberty
When will we be
will we be free
When will we be
When we be free