Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Canyon

I my country
By which I mean, I am indebted
To all the people its history
Who have fought the to make right

Where so cunning sons and daughters
Our foremothers and
Came singing through
through hell and high water

So that we could stand
And behold breathlessly the
How a raging river of
Cut a canyon of light

Yes, I've so many places
Flown through vast empty
With stewardesses whose
much older than their faces

And I've so many napkins
Into that big in the sky
Been at the of the Atlantic
Seething in a

Looking up through all water
And the fishes by
And I don't always feel
But I'm smart to try

'Cause has buoyancy
And us only sky

So I in
Breathe deeper that brutal burning
surrounds the smoldering wreckage
That I've come to so well

Yes, color me stunned and
By all the red and blue flashing lights
In the American
Where black crashed head on white

Comes a melody, comes a
A resonance
That is us and us
a screaming ambulance

A hand that you can
steady on your chest
Working for the good
is good at its best

And too, bearing
Like a bears a child
all her might

Born of the pain
Into a canyon of light

And no has gone unsung here
And joint is strung crazy tight
And people been up their voices
Since it just been right

With all the righteous
And all the spite
That accompany us out
Of long night

That grab us by the hand
When we are ready to take
Seat and tray table
In the upright and position

to tears by each new vision
Of all my ancestors have done
say, the women who gave their lives
So I could have one

People, we are standing at zero
Of the feminist
Yeah, it was an inside job, and sly
One we're to forget and downplay and deny

But I think the time is
If not night to let the out
Coolest f-word ever deserves a shout

I why can't all decent men and women
Call feminists?
Out of respect for those who fought for
I mean, look around, we have

Yes, I love my
By which I mean, I am joyfully
To all the people throughout its
Who have fought the government to make

Where so many cunning sons and
Our and forefathers
Came singing slaughter
through hell and high water

So that we stand here
And breathlessly the sight
How a river of tears
Is cutting a grand of light