Luyện nghe bài hát Just My Soul Responding

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

just my Soul responding,
responding,
Soul

land once belonged to my father,
And to his before him too.
Let me you now, I'm on a reservation,
in a state of degradation.
What's a Soul to do?

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

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

It's just my responding,
responding,
Soul

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

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

It's just my responding,
responding,
Soul