Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I this evening
With the of wood smoke clinging
Like a gentle hanging
a painted tepee

Oh, I to see my chieftain
With my warlance and my
For he told us that the Yellow
Would very be leaving

"This I believe", I said
"I can't believe our dead
Oh, he would not leave the ones
To the buzzards and the guns"

Oh, Great Father of the
Ever since, I was
read the writing of the smoke
And on the sound of drums

I've learned to the tomahawk
And ride a painted wild
To run the of the Sioux
To make a chieftain's daughter

And now you ask I should watch
The red man's race be crushed
What kind of words are these to
From Dog whom a white man fears?

I take only is mine, Lord
My pony, my squaw, and my
Oh, I stay here to see you die
with my tribe's pride

I go to for the Yellow Moon
And the of our sons
Where the red sun sinks in the of gold
And the waters run

Tramplin' down the rose
Leavin' hoof in the sand
Those who wish to me
I with my hands

I heard passin' renegades
Geronimo was
been layin' down his weapons
When they filled him of lead

Now there no reason
Why I should on
In this land that once was my
I can't find a

It's lonely and quiet
And the horse are comin'
And I it's time I strung my bow
And ceased my running

For soon find the Yellow Moon
Along with my loved
Where the buffaloes in clover fields
Without the sound of

And the red sun at last
Into the hills of
And peace to this young
Comes with a bullet