Luyện nghe bài hát Only a Pawn in Their Game

A bullet the back of a bush
Medgar Evers' blood
A finger fired the to his name
A handle hid out in the
A set the spark
Two took the aim
Behind a man's
But he can't be
only a pawn in their game

A South politician preaches to the white man
"You got more the blacks, don't complain
You're better than them, you been born with white skin," they
And the name
Is used, it is
For the gain
As he rises to
And the poor white
On the of the train
But it ain't him to
He's only a pawn in game

The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the get paid
And the marshals and cops get the
But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a
taught in his school
From the start by the
That the are with him
To his white skin
To keep up his
So he thinks straight
'Bout the shape he's in
But it ain't him to
He's only a pawn in their

From the poverty shacks, he looks the cracks to the tracks
And the pound in his brain
And he's taught how to walk in a
Shoot in the
his fist in a clinch
To hang and to
To hide 'neath the
To with no pain
a dog on a chain
He got no name
But it him to blame
He's a pawn in their game

Today, Evers was buried from the bullet he caught
They lowered him as a king
But the shadowy sun sets on the one
That the gun
He'll see by his
On the stone that
Carved next to his
His epitaph
a pawn in their game