Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Oxford

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

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

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

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

Gas was fired into the mob each attack
And though the gas was running low, never fired back
And when the smoke had cleared and the fury felt it's
Two men were and a hundred 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 there, white-hot down there
Let's hear your yell!

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