Luyện nghe bài hát Drums

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

And there are drums the mountain
Indian drums that you hear
are drums beyond the mountain
And getting mighty near

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

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

Well, you that I knew nothing
When you brought me here to
Just another empty
America's first fool

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

Long and Sequoia
Handsome Lake and Bull
There's Magnus
his sleeves so red and full

Crazy Horse, the
Those who bit off Custer's
They are dead yet they are
the great Geronimo and there are drums

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

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