Luyện nghe bài hát Half a Life Away

Gill and Galloway were working
On a summers in '58
In a small town, Alabama
In the U.S.A.

Two cops were on the door
Of a black boy, it was a quarter to four
They said, "Hey, nigger, hit the
You're to be history"

Pop Bickham was the young man
He couldn't it out, he didn't understand
But when they come their guns, you do what you can
So he picked up his rifle and he shot down

said, "He killed them in cold blood"
And the jury, agreed
They said, "You'll be sorry for you've done"
And the whole town agreed

They picked you up and they sent you
A poor boy in a rich white town
And for thirty eight you never made a sound
That was half a away, half a life away

You see one of the cops had something to
He'd Pop's sister more than once or twice
And Pop wasn't to let it go this time
So the cops had to him out

But the courtroom hear all of the story
They held back from the all white jury
No doubt, the verdict would be
Take him down, he's

They picked you up and they sent you
A poor black boy in a rich white
And for thirty eight years you never made a
That was half a away

All these years in a cell
Never complaining half your life gone to hell
All because of and bigotry
a better man than me

They picked you up and sent you down
A poor black boy in a rich white
And for thirty eight years you never a sound
That was a life away, oh, ohh

They picked you up and sent you down
A poor black boy in a white town
And for thirty eight you never made a sound
That was a life away, half a life away