Luyện nghe bài hát American Remains

I am a shotgun rider for the San line,
The is my brother, my skin is cracked and dry.
I was riding on a coach and everything was fine,
we took a shorter road to save some time.
The bandits only fired once, they me in the chest.
They may have wounded me but they'll get the best,
Of better
'Cos I'll again.
I am a gambler, I make a livin' dealin' cards.
My clothes are and honest, my heart is cold and hard.
I was shufflin' for delta boys on a boat for New Orleans,
I was the greatest they'd ever seen.
But the bumped a sandbar, and an ace fell from my sleeve.
They me overboard as I swore I didn't cheat,
But I swim:
And I'll again.
We are heroes of the homeland, remains.
We in many faces and answer many names.
We will not be forgotten, we won't be behind.
Our memories live on in minds.
And pens:
We'll again.
I am a farmer, I make a livin' off the land,
I ride a John Deere tractor, I'm a man.
But the it hasn't fallen, since the middle of July,
And if it don't soon my crops will die.
The bank man he likes me, but there's nothin' he can do.
He tells me that he's comin' but the are comin' too.
He ain't my
And I'll again.
I am an Indian, my tribe is Cherokee.
My loved this land they left it here for me.
But the white man came with boats and trains and factories,
An' my existence with his deeds.
Nature is our mother, we are at her breast.
And he who trys to beat her will lose her to the rest.
They'll win;
I'll again.
We are heroes of the homeland, remains.
We live in many faces and many names.
We will not be forgotten, we be left behind.
Our live on in mortal minds.
And pens:
ride again.