Luyện nghe bài hát Hotdogs And Hamburgers

Drivin' a dry summer's day
Old 66 and I was just a kid
Met a pretty little indian
the way
Get her my car
And tried to give her a
I'll you beads and wampum
it takes, girl
To you trade
She jumped into the seat
And she kinda her lid
She said, "you're to get
Somethin' for
Like the in the olden days"

We rode for a
Till the sun went
And I it was a sort of an honor
Bein'around this
I felt
Of what I to do earlier that day
She was the saddest girl, I knew
She told me stories about the nations
And how the man stole their lives away
And although she kinda me
She could never me
And the sun comes up
We'd go our different

Now has got the choice
Between and hamburgers
one of us has got to choose
Between right and
And up or holdin' on

So I her off
At some railroad crossing in
An old indian man was waiting
He smiled and me
But he saw through me
I could tell, he like me
For my kind, he care
to him, I was the white man
The one who sold him
That he owned
And it was like he'd ridin' in the
Car right there us
And I ashamed of my actions
And the way the west was won
So I down the highway
Till I to los angeles
To the town of the
The best, country can do
I got on my knees
And I ask for
I said, "lord, us
For we not, what we do"