Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Oxford

I'll you a song about a southern town where the devil had his rule
marshalls faced an angry mob to send one man to school
His name was jimmy
The tide he helped to
For he chose to stay on terrible day
The was soon to learn

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

The governor made a he would keep the trouble down
But when the mob got ugly no could be found
And men were with hate and fear,
They screamed into the
The rebel flag in the air
The symbol of rights

There was blood, red blood, on hands,
Yellow on their clothes
What they they were doing,
God and the devil knows
There was hate, cold hate, in hearts,
Shot their souls 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 running low, never fired back
And when the had cleared and the fury felt it's pain
Two men were dead and a bled
The south had risen

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

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