Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Oxford

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

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

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

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

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

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

There was blood, red blood, on hands,
dirt on their clothes
What 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!"