Luyện nghe bài hát Road to Birmingham

His feet lay heavy on the that led to Birmingham
eyes, defeated cries, the mysteries of men
Many hears, the helpless tears have the troubled brow
A man once tall, he fought them, but he is now

For in youth, you think the truth will always win the game
men are kings, some men are rook, some men are pawns to blame
But if skin is colored black, well the dice are hidden in
The minds of fools who twist the rules, so you can win

Birmingham, Birmingham, underneath your
There's but a space, you're hollow

Unlighted sky, to cry, the shabby coat is weak
And homes windows dressed in warmth and mouths that never speak
His mind is dead, the visions that pass before his feet
And he wears that dream that shields him from the street

my friend, this is the end, you'll never cry again
You'll never have to smile away the and the pain
Is it too late or can you wait to take another
And together down that road that leads to Birmingham

Birmingham, Birmingham, your face
There's nothing but a space, you

Birmingham, Birmingham, your face
There's nothing but a space, you're