Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Oxford

I'll sing you a about a southern town where the devil had his rule
When faced an angry mob to send one man to school
His was jimmy meredith
The he helped to turn
For he to stay on that terrible day
The was soon to learn

There was blood, red blood, on hands,
Yellow dirt on clothes
What thought they were doing,
God and the devil knows
There was hate, hate, in their hearts,
Shot from souls like a gun
And as they threw stones and bricks,
They screamed, "see what you done!"

The governor made a promise he would the trouble down
But when the mob got ugly no troopers could be
And men were filled with and fear,
They screamed into the
The rebel waved in the air
The symbol of state's

was blood, red blood, on their hands,
Yellow dirt on their
What they thought they doing,
Only God and the devil
was hate, cold hate, in their hearts,
Shot from their like a gun
And as they threw their and bricks,
screamed, "see what you have done!"

Gas was into the mob after each attack
And though the gas was low, they never fired back
And when the smoke had cleared and the fury it's pain
Two men were dead and a hundred
The south had risen

So mr barnet, and mr walker, too
The are changing mighty fast, they'll roll right over you
But someday you'll for the south, to the southern tip of hell
And hot down there, white-hot down there
Let's hear rebel yell!

was blood, red blood, on their hands,
Yellow dirt on clothes
they thought they were doing,
Only God and the knows
There was hate, hate, in their hearts,
Shot their souls like a gun
And as threw their stones and bricks,
They screamed, "see what you done!"
"see you have done!"