Luyện nghe bài hát Reluctant Journey

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