Luyện nghe bài hát Reluctant Journey

(Wayne Mackenzie)
"Not another protest song about our past," I hear you cry. Well hopefully, there's a
different slant to this one. Anyway, you can make your own mind up on one.
Familiar to unfriendly shores
Home was home, no not
Kingdom of Summer, in stone
Your brothers and lovers crossed the ocean
of land, that was their birthright
Moving through that and highrights
Reluctant out of the sun
became of your country's sons
No turning back, not one to run
Fighting more the elements they say
Across to the new, cast the old
What laid them, what they were told
A new world, theirs for the taking
One more of the land in the making
Strike out for the West, bounty, and liberty
To die in the new, for the old it was
To the native tongues, it was summers
on the land, covered with banners
Starts and stripes over bullets and
Chased from the Nations, Rio Grande mud
Two hundred years past, covered gone
their place in what progress has borne
Of native tongues, old worlds pushed
Roadside reservations, small wonder pride