Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Oxford

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

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

The governor made a he would keep the trouble down
But when the mob got no troopers could be found
And men filled with hate and fear,
They into the night
The rebel flag in the air
The of state's rights

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

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

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

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