Luyện nghe bài hát Hotdogs And Hamburgers

Drivin' on a dry summer's day
Old Route 66 and I was a kid
Met a little Indian girl
the way
Got her my car
And tried to give her a
I'll give you and wampum
it takes, girl, to make you trade
She jumped into the seat
And she kinda her lid
She you're tryin' to get something for nothing
Like the Pilgrims in the days
We rode for a while the sun went away
And I it was sort of an honor
Bein' around girl
I felt
Of what I tried to do that day
She was the saddest girl I knew
She told me about the Indian nations
ANd how the man stole their lives away
And she kinda liked me
She never trust me
And when the sun up
We'd go our ways

Now has got the choice
hotdogs and hamburgers
Every one of us has got to
Between and wrong
And givin' up or on
So I dropped her off at some railroad in Texas
An old Indian man was there
He smiled and me
But he saw through me
I tell he didn't like me
For my he did not care
to him I was the White man
The one who sold him that he already owned
And it was like he'd been riding in the car right with us
And I ashamed of my acations
And the way the West was won
So I drove down the
I came to Los Angeles
The of the angels
The this country can do
I got down on my
And I asked for
I said, Lord, forgive us for we not what we do