Luyện nghe bài hát Calico Indians

Oh how we used to the sight
Of the evil rent collector in the night
Got to tied for 40 bushels, but it seem right
Up to the manor house to pay the great

We had our wilderness
And turned the Earth to bounty by the rake's
owning what we tilled below the crescent moon
Up to the manor house to pay the Great
The sheriff was to sell the cows
Or otherwise extort the
So met in barns and in out of the way places
To scheme all night on how to get the
What do you wear for war in 1844
In upstate New
What do you for civil war in 1844
In upstate New
These Indians wore dresses
They were belted at the
Red flannel or
masks ..... looking things
With around the neck
Horns upon forehead
Course hair put on for a beard
At the pow-wow the grotesque
The chief wore a calico young lady's dress
on the tin dinner horn over the valley
Call all the formerly men to revolt and rally
The Feudal Land should be abolished
What are you for? it's 1844!
The has begun to turn
I saw Calicos scorn and spurn their accusers
With threatening and rough, tough threatening gestures
The feeling was stronger and
(Stronger and stronger)
They to talk like real Indians might:
"Me cider" and the like
a head had worn this crown of feathers
I tried to be the of the Anti-Rent Rioters
I recognized it as having belonged to a left-handed
Ooh a little Indian man Sander ....
Blow the tin dinner over the valley
Call all the normal men to revolt and rally
The Feudal Land should be abolished
What are you waiting for, 1844?
The worm has begun to