Luyện nghe bài hát Just My Soul Responding

Happy to you.
Happy to you.
Birthday, Happy Birthday,
Happy to you.

A few ago on my birthday,
I had just twenty-one (I remember).
I had a lot to live, I had a lot to give,
Til a man to give me a gun.

And though that war he sent me to didn't me,
If I'm don't blame me.
It's just my responding.

Don't you try to me I'm un-patriotic.
I an explanation!
I can't but wonder,
If you got it.

It's my Soul responding,
responding,
Soul

This once belonged to my father,
And to his father him too.
Let me you now, I'm on a reservation,
Living in a of degradation.
a Soul suppose to do?

I'm out,
Pushin,
I'm not in doubt.
it's just my Soul responding,

To little hungry children in the "Land of Plenty".
my Soul responding.
To lots of deeds.
But having any.

It's my Soul responding,
responding,
Soul

I was born and in the ghetto,
On the run side of the track.
And are forces who do everything they can do,
To me back because my skin is black.

Oh, but more and I mind!
Hell, It's time!
It's my Soul responding,
To being second-class in a I helped to form
Just my responding,

To too many roaches and not enough heat to keep my warm.
In this land I to form,
I've got too many roaches, and not enough to keep my babies warm.

It's just my responding,
responding,
Soul