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 to pay the great Patroon

We had taken our
And turned the Earth to bounty by the caress
owning what we tilled below the crescent moon
Up to the manor to pay the Great Patroon
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 civil war in
In New York?
What do you wear for war in 1844
In upstate New
These Indians Calico dresses
They belted at the waist
Red pantaloons or
Those masks ..... looking
With fringe the neck
Horns their forehead
Course animal hair put on for a
At the pow-wow the grotesque
The chief wore a striped calico young lady's
Blow on the tin dinner horn over the
all the formerly normal men to revolt and rally
The Land Laws should be abolished
are you waiting for? it's 1844!
The worm has begun to
I saw those Calicos scorn and their accusers
threatening talk and rough, tough threatening gestures
The feeling was and stronger
(Stronger and stronger)
They tried to talk like real might:
"Me cider" and the like
a head had worn this crown of feathers
I to be the leader 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 horn the valley
all the formerly normal men to revolt and rally
The Feudal Land Laws be abolished
What are you waiting for, 1844?
The has begun to turn