Luyện nghe bài hát Hotdogs And Hamburgers

Drivin' down a dry day
Old route 66 and I was 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 back
And she flipped her lid
She said, "you're to get
Somethin' for
the pilgrims in the olden days"

We rode for a
Till the sun went
And I realized it was a of an honor
this girl
I embarrassed
Of what I tried to do that day
She was the saddest girl, I knew
She told me stories about the nations
And how the white man stole lives away
And she kinda liked me
She never tust me
And when the sun up
go our different ways

Now everybody has got the
Between hotdogs and
Every one of us has got to
right and wrong
And givin' up or 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 didn't
to him, I was the white man
The one who sold him
he already owned
And it was like he'd been in the
Car there with us
And I felt ashamed of my
And the way the was really won
So I down the highway
I came 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"