Luyện nghe bài hát Dixieland You Will Never Die

The shutters are and dry now,
And the roof lets the rain in;
The old walls are ready to fall,
And the sign reads, "This Condemned."

a mighty plantation,
When a nation was at
When mothers prayed for sons that away,
And cried for ones that came no more.

But oh, if this house talk, Lord,
Of Dixieland's final
Before tear her down, before she hits the ground,
I'll bet this is what she would

Early on one morn, they raised my timbers and I was born;
Lord, I the day;
The mighty oak became my soul, the Delta dawn me from the cold,
Lord, Lord, away.

I've seen history, Robert E. Lee, and Johnny Reb hold his up high;
They can me down, down, down,
But Dixieland, you will die.

The gate is rusty,
And the well's and dry;
The magnolia trees are in the breeze,
As if to hang heads and cry.

The is quiet and empty,
Where the once used to play;
And the battlefields are and still,
With the ghosts of the and the gray.

house has seen it all, Lord,
As kept marching on;
But I'll bet walls can recall
A all their own.

I've King Cotton touch the sky, and riverboats floatin' by,
On their way to New
I've bowed with standin' tall, with their backs pushed up
the wall,
Getting' by on and dreams.

I've seen belles _____ ____ ___
And with their heads held high,
can tear me down, down, down,
But Dixieland, you never die.

Dixieland, you will die.