Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Wendal

Here a dollar
In now brotherman, here have two
Two dollars a snack for me
But it a big deal to you

Be strong, God only
Know that if you do, beautiful Heaven
That's the poem I wrote for the time
I saw a man no clothes, no money, no plate

Mr. Wendal, that's his
No one ever knew his name 'cuz a no one
thought twice about spending on an old bum
Until I had the chance to get to know one

Now that I know 'em, to give him isn't charity
He me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes
And to think blacks all their money on big colleges
Still of you come out confused

Go Mr. Wendal
Go ahead Mr.

Mr. has freedom
A free you and I think he's dumb
Free to be without the worries of a quick to society
For Mr. a bum

His only worries are sickness and harassment
By the police and their
Uncivilized we call him but I saw him
Eat off the we waste

Civilization, are we civilized?
Yes or no, who are we to
When of innocent man could be brutally enslaved
And killed a racist grudge

Mr. Wendal has to warn us about our ways
But we don't hear him
It's not his fault when goin' too far and we got too far
'Cuz on him we

Mr. Wendal, a man, a in flesh but not by law
I feed you dignity to stand with
Realize now all in all we stand tall
Go Mr. Wendal

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