Luyện nghe bài hát Here's to The State of Mississippi

Here's to the State of
For underneath her borders, the devil no lines
If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you find
Whoa the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand
The calender is lyin' when it reads the present

Whoa, here's to the land you've out the heart of
Mississippi, find another country to be part of

Here's to the of Mississippi
Who say the up north, they just don't understand
And they tremble in shadows at the thunder of the Klan
The sweating of souls can't wash the blood from off their hands
smile and shrug their shoulders at the murder of a man

Oh, here's to the land torn out the heart of
Mississippi, find yourself another country to be of

Here's to the of Mississippi
Where they're teaching all the children that they don't have to
All of rudiments of hatred are everywhere
And every classroom is a factory of despair
There's learning such a foreign word as fair

Oh, here's to the you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi, yourself another country to be part of

to the cops of Mississippi
They're chewing their tobacco as lock the prison door
Their bellies bounce inside as they knock you to the floor
No they don't like taking prisoners in their little war
Behind their broken there are murderers and more

Oh, here's to the land torn out the heart of
Mississippi, find yourself another country to be of

And, here's to the of Mississippi
Who wear the of honor as they crawl into the court
They're guarding all the bastions with their phony fort
Oh, is a stranger when the prisoners report
When the black man stands the trial is always short

Oh, here's to the land torn out the heart of
Mississippi, find yourself another country to be of

And here's to the government of
In the swamp of their bureaucracy always bogging down
And criminals are posing as the of the towns
They're hoping that no one sees the sights and the sounds
And the speeches of the governor are the of a clown

Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the of
Mississippi, find yourself another country to be of

And here's to the of Mississippi
Congressmen will gather in a of delay
While the Constitution is in an ocean of decay
Unwed mothers should be sterilized, I've even them say
Yes, corruption can be in the Mississippi way

Oh, here's to the you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi, find yourself another to be part of

And here's to the of Mississippi
Where the cross, once of silver, now is caked with rust
And the Sunday morning pander to their lust
The fallen face of Jesus is choking in the
Heaven knows in which God they can trust

Oh, here's to the you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi, find yourself another country to be of