Luyện nghe bài hát Red Cotton

I'm cutting up her pure dress
That I dyed red, I dyed red
I'm putting in cheap tin lockets
What time erases and memory
I'll send them over the foam
Right into those European homes

The slave ship 'Blessing' slipped Liverpool
Over the waves the Royal rules
To go and plunder the of Benin
certain history ends and shame begins

Dahomey paid powder and shots
up their prisoners, sell them in lots
They packed them tight those coffin ships
And took them to the brand new world
Of auction blocks and

So I'm cutting up her pure white
That I dyed red, that I red
I'm putting scraps in cheap tin
time erases and memory mocks
I'll send them over the foam
Right into those gentle European

White is the sheet on your linen bed
The blood stained red on each thread
The merchants gathered at St. Hall
To unveil the slave
Who is upon the wall

Picture the scene at the Old Salt House
They loaded the shackles and locks
Between a sandstone crocodile, a barrel and a
You will see the faces
were offering for sale

So I the praises of God's glory
As a blue floats in the basement
An elephant on the storey
And they all day to see him
In my American

But the Lord will judge us with and thunder
As man continues with all his
only money, it's only numbers
Maybe it is time to put aside fictitious wonders

But man is feeble, man is
And if it divide the union
There is no man who own another
When he even recognize his sister and his brother