Luyện nghe bài hát George Leroy Chickashea

The mixture of the that flowed through his veins
It killed his conscience and filled him with
He was part white black part red
That's how he'd got the name Lorey Chickashea
He had no respect or feeling for anyone including
He resented man in his soul there was no salvation
And he hated the of cotton fields and his thoughts of planned nations
The bitterness set his soul afire he'd think of Indians and reservations
He had the coldest eyes I've ever saw on a man
He look clear through you and back again
And they'd like the pieces of stone when he'd stare
There was a mixture in the texture of his
That hung low around his chinbones high above his chin
I saw him kill a man with his own bare hands never showin' no on him
He carried a and a switchblade and a tomahawk with him night and day
The meanest man that ever lived George Chickashea
Yeah he had the of lightning and could run like an antilope
He no man no gun or rope
I saw him watch a rattlesnake bite him on the leg he batted an eye
Then he get a taste of that blood crawl out there and die
They locked him in the security cell in Rouge he stayed in one day
Iron bars hold George Lorey Chickashea
At last he gave himself up and he was tired of runnin' away
So they spread the news that day they'd hang George Chickashea
He walked up the thirteen steps to the
And stood on it no expression in his eyes
And when the asked him if he wanted to pray
He toward the skies and said
God inside my flows blood of red all mixed with black and white
I have no race or creed I pray to die Lorey Chickashea