Luyện nghe bài hát Just My Soul Responding

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

A few ago on my birthday,
I had just become (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 me to didn't claim me,
If I'm don't blame me.
It's my Soul responding.

you try to tell me I'm un-patriotic.
I an explanation!
I help 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.
What's a Soul to do?

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

To seeing little children in the "Land of Plenty".
my Soul responding.
To lots of deeds.
But never any.

It's just my responding,
responding,
Soul

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

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

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

It's my Soul responding,
responding,
Soul