Luyện nghe bài hát Black Cowboys

Raney William's was among Haven's streets
Where he ran past melted candles and flower
Names and of the young black faces
Whose death and blood consecrated these

Raney's mother said Raney at my side
For you are my blessing, you are my
It's your love that keeps my soul alive
I want you to come home from school and inside

Raney'd do his and put his books away
There was a showed a Western movie everyday
And that brought him home books on the black cowboys of the range
The Seminole that fought the tribes of the Great Plains

Summer come and the days grew
Raney always had his mother's smile to on
Along the of stray bullets he made his way
To the of her arms at the end of each day

the Fall, the rain flooded these homes
In Ezekiel's of dry bones
It fell hard and dark to the
It without a sound

And they took up with a man whose business was the
Whose smile was in a face that was never off guard
In the pipes 'neath the kitchen sink his are kept
In the day, behind drawn curtains in the bedroom he slept

And she got in the days
The Raney depended on dusted away
The arms that held him no more his own
He lay at his head pressed to her chest listening to the ghost in her bones

In the kitchen, Raney slipped his hand the pipes
From a brown bag five hundred dollar bills and stuck it in his coat side
Stood in the at his mother's bed
Brushed her hair and kissed her

In the twilight Raney walked to the on streets of stone
Through and Ohio his train drifted on
Through the small towns of Indiana the big train
As he lay his head back on his seat and

He and the towns gave way to muddy fields of green
Corn and cotton and endless in between
Over the rutted of Oklahoma the red sun slipped and was gone
The rose and stripped the earth to its bone