Luyện nghe bài hát Red Cotton

I'm up her pure white dress
That I red, that I dyed red
I'm putting in cheap tin lockets
time erases and memory mocks
I'll send them over the ocean
Right into those gentle homes

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

traders paid powder and shots
Line up their prisoners, sell in lots
They packed them inside those coffin ships
And they took them to the brand new
Of auction and whips

So I'm cutting up her white dress
That I red, that I dyed red
I'm putting in cheap tin lockets
What time erases and mocks
I'll send them over the foam
Right those gentle European homes

is the sheet on your fine linen bed
The blood stained red on each cotton
The gathered at St. George's Hall
To unveil the slave
Who is carved upon the

Picture the at the Old Salt House docks
They loaded the iron and locks
Between a crocodile, a barrel and a bale
You will see the nameless
They were offering for

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

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

But man is feeble, man is
And if it should the union
is no man who should own another
When he can't even recognize his and his brother