Luyện nghe bài hát Calico Indians

Oh how we used to the sight
Of the evil collector coming in the night
Got to tied for 40 bushels, but it don't seem
Up to the manor house to pay the great

We had our wilderness
And turned the to bounty by the rake's caress
owning what we tilled below the crescent moon
Up to the manor to pay the Great Patroon
The was about to sell the cows
Or extort the rent
So met in barns and in out of the way places
To all night on how to get the rent
What do you for civil war in 1844
In New York?
What do you for civil war in 1844
In upstate New
These Indians Calico dresses
They were at the waist
Red pantaloons or
Those masks ..... looking
With fringe the neck
Horns upon their
Course animal put on for a beard
At the pow-wow the grotesque
The chief wore a striped calico young dress
Blow on the tin horn over the valley
Call all the normal men to revolt and rally
The Feudal Land Laws should be
are you waiting for? it's 1844!
The worm has to turn
I saw those Calicos and spurn their accusers
With threatening talk and rough, threatening gestures
The was stronger and stronger
(Stronger and stronger)
They tried to talk like real Indians
"Me want cider" and the
Many a head had worn crown of feathers
I tried to be the leader of the Anti-Rent
I recognized it as having belonged to a left-handed
Ooh a little man called Sander ....
Blow the tin dinner horn the valley
Call all the normal men to revolt and rally
The Feudal Land should be abolished
are you waiting for, it's 1844?
The worm has begun to