Luyện nghe bài hát American Trilogy

Oh, I wish I was in the of cotton
Old times they are not
away, look away, look away Dixieland
Oh, I I was in Dixie, away, away

In Dixieland I take my to live and die in Dixie
For Dixieland, I was
Early Lord one frosty
Look away, look away, away Dixieland

Glory, glory
Glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory
His is marching on

So little baby
you cry
You your daddy's bound to die
But all my trials, Lord, be over