Luyện nghe bài hát George Leroy Chickashea

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