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

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

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

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

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

to the schools of Mississippi
Where they're teaching all the children that they don't to care
All of rudiments of hatred are everywhere
And every single is a factory of despair
nobody learning such a foreign word as fair

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

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

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

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

Oh, to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi, find yourself country to be part of

And to the government of Mississippi
In the swamp of their bureaucracy they're always down
And criminals are posing as the of the towns
hoping that no one sees the sights and hears the sounds
And the speeches of the governor are the ravings of a

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

And here's to the laws of
Congressmen gather in a circus of delay
While the Constitution is drowning in an ocean of
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 to the churches of Mississippi
Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked rust
And the Sunday morning sermons pander to their
The fallen face of Jesus is in the dust
only knows in which God they can trust

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