Luyện nghe bài hát Only a Pawn in Their Game

A bullet from the back of a
Medgar Evers' blood
A finger fired the trigger to his
A handle hid out in the
A set the spark
Two took the aim
Behind a brain
But he be blamed
He's only a pawn in their

A South politician preaches to the white man
"You got more than the blacks, complain
You're better them, you been born with white skin," they explain
And the Negro's
Is used, it is
For the gain
As he to fame
And the poor remains
On the of the train
But it him to blame
only a pawn in their game

The sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid
And the marshals and cops get the
But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a
He's in his school
the start by the rule
That the laws are him
To protect his white
To up his hate
So he never straight
'Bout the shape that in
But it him to blame
He's only a in their game

From the shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks
And the hoofbeats in his brain
And he's taught how to walk in a
Shoot in the
With his fist in a
To hang and to
To hide the hood
To kill no pain
a dog on a chain
He ain't got no
But it him to blame
He's a pawn in their game

Today, Medgar Evers was buried the bullet he caught
lowered him down as a king
But when the shadowy sun on the one
fired the gun
He'll see by his
On the that remains
Carved next to his
His epitaph
Only a pawn in their