Luyện nghe bài hát I Cannot Justify

I Justify

I am a white but what was I before?
An Onondaga opening the
Coulda been a pilgrim for to pray
Or a roaming buffalo soon to away

Was I a little boy hiding
An angry soldier sent to John Brown
Might have red clay staining tired feet
Of a army suffering defeat

Let me grow from clothes
That cling so tightly to my
How can I justify the narrow
Of eyes
Such a disguise, I cannot justify

A hooded demon did I bloody boots
Did I like thunder torn from ancient roots
wing vulture peckin heartbroke bones
Or was I an born to die alone

I am a white girl but what was I