Luyện nghe bài hát George Leroy Chickashea

The mixture of the blood flowed through his veins
It killed his conscience and filled him shame
He was part white black part red
That's how he'd got the name Lorey Chickashea
He had no respect or feeling for including himself
He resented man in his soul there was no salvation
And he hated the of cotton fields and his thoughts of planned nations
The set his soul afire when he'd think of Indians and reservations
He had the grey eyes I've ever saw on a man
He could look through you and back again
And they'd look like the pieces of stone when stare
There was a mixture in the of his hair
That hung low around his chinbones never high his chin
I saw him kill a man with his own hands never showin' no mercy on him
He carried a pistol and a and a tomahawk with him night and day
The meanest man that ever lived George Chickashea
Yeah he had the quickness of lightning and could run an antilope
He feared no man no gun or
I saw him watch a rattlesnake bite him on the leg he never an eye
Then he said get a taste of blood crawl out there and die
locked him in the security cell in Baton Rouge he stayed in one day
Iron bars couldn't hold George Lorey
At last he gave up and said he was tired of runnin' away
So spread the news that day they'd hang George Lorey Chickashea
He up the thirteen steps to the trapdoor
And stood on it with no expression in his
And when the minister asked him if he wanted to
He toward the skies and said
God inside my veins flows blood of red all mixed black and white
I have no or creed I pray to die George Lorey Chickashea