Luyện nghe bài hát Big Chief Woolley Bosher

In the land they the west
On the prarie's crest
Lived a great man and his
And he led to their graves

Big chief with baby son
The of the indian today is done
is easy, life is grand
'til is white man, gun in hand

out when settlers came
And their homes on the indian range
Big chief bosher liked it none
with a bad man for a gun

Big looks out at his great land
Locomotive on the prairie
that leak from the city in the east
Let us destroy that iron

Big chief rides on the tonight
Tread the land for he must fight
In their for love and glory
Some were saved
They lived to the story
And woolly prays

Big chief rides on the trail
Soldier boys marching in the light
the guns, bring the bows
Let's blow them into heaven let's see if God

One hundred men have to die
When a thousand soldiers you in the eye
Big chief his men fall round
The soldiers and the bugle sounds

In their for love and glory
No indians saved
And big chief woolly
Had on his grave
He has done no
being bold