Luyện nghe bài hát Drums

From the Indian to the governmental school
Well, they're goin' to educate me to the white Golden Rule
And I'm learning very quickly for learned to be ashamed
And I come when they call Billy though I've got an Indian

And there are drums the mountain
Indian drums you can't hear
There are drums the mountain
And they're getting near

And when think that they'd changed me
Cut my hair to meet their
they think, I'm white or Indian
Quarter or just half breed

Let me tell you, Mr.
When you say, make me right
In hundred years of fighting
Not one Indian turned and there are drums

Well, you thought I knew nothing
When you brought me to school
Just another Indian
Just first fool

But now I can tell you
That are burnt and and old
But in the shadow of their telling
The thunder and bold and there are drums

Long Pine and
Handsome Lake and Bull
Magnus Colorado
With his so red and full

Crazy Horse, the
Those who bit off soul
They are dead yet are living
With the great Geronimo and there are

Well, you may teach me this land's
But we it to you first
We broke your hearts and your journeys
Broken treaties left us

Even now you have to us
Even you this us tame
In our we found proudness
In your you found shame and there are drums