Luyện nghe bài hát Reluctant Journey

(Wayne Mackenzie)
"Not another protest song about our pitiful past," I you cry. Well hopefully, there's a
different slant to this one. Anyway, you can your own mind up on that one.
Familiar to unfriendly shores
was home, no not anymore
Kingdom of Summer, written in
Your brothers and lovers the ocean alone
of land, that was their birthright
Moving through hell and highrights
journey out of the sun
Whatever became of your sons
No turning back, not one to run
Fighting more than the they say
Across to the new, from the old
What laid before them, what were told
A brave new world, theirs for the
One more clearance of the 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 Indian
on the land, covered with banners
Starts and stripes over bullets and
from the Nations, 'cross Rio Grande mud
Two hundred past, covered wagons gone
Taken place in what progress has borne
Of native tongues, old worlds aside
Roadside reservations, small wonder pride