Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Oxford

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

was blood, red blood, on their hands,
Yellow dirt on clothes
What they thought they doing,
Only God and the knows
There was hate, hate, in their hearts,
from their 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 the mob got ugly no troopers could be found
And men were with hate and fear,
They screamed the night
The flag waved in the air
The of state's rights

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

Gas was fired into the mob after attack
And though the gas was running low, they 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, they'll roll over you
But you'll head for the south, to the southern tip of hell
And it's hot down there, white-hot there
Let's hear rebel yell!

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