Luyện nghe bài hát Only a Pawn in Their Game

A bullet from the of a bush
Medgar Evers' blood
A finger fired the to his name
A handle hid out in the
A hand set the
Two took the aim
Behind a man's
But he be blamed
only a pawn in their game

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

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

From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the
And the hoofbeats in his brain
And he's how to walk in a pack
in the back
With his in a clinch
To hang and to
To 'neath the hood
To with no pain
a dog on a chain
He got no name
But it him to blame
He's only a pawn in game

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