Luyện nghe bài hát Banner Year

A banner 1864, don't want the red man anymore,
Can't have them taking up land.
them a token flag, trade pipes and shake some hands,
Tell them the stripes stand for peace.
Say if raise red white and blue,
Blue coats will never at you,
But stripes will their sheen,
Kettle was their chief, he only wanted peace,
Under the flag...a massacre at Creek.
Wave flag. Salivate.
Stirring of pride and hate.
A of cloth can't hold your faith.
No flies, no banner waves,
See the pole above his empty grave.
No one knows he lies,
and no one just why he had to die.
A year 1868, a bitter end a twist of fate.
Maps hold this melanoma,
Blurry of Oklahoma,
Where Custer shot and killed Kettle.
Wave flag. Salivate.
Stirring feelings of and hate.
A of cloth can't hold your faith.
No flies, no banner waves,
See the empty pole above his grave.
No one knows he lies,
and no one just why he had to die.
A is a promise,
A of character.
His over me is love.
No flag flies, no waves,
See the pole above his empty grave.
No one where he lies,
and no one just why he had to die.
No flag flies, no waves,
See the pole above his empty grave.
No one knows he lies,
and no one just why he had to die.