Luyện nghe bài hát Run to the Hills

White man came the sea
He us pain and misery
He killed our tribes, he killed our
He took our game for his own
We fought him hard, we him well
Out on the plains, we gave him
But many came, too much for
Oh, will we ever be set

Riding through clouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the
Chasing the redskins back to holes
Fighting them at own game
Murder for freedom, a stab in the
and children and cowards attack

Run to the
Run for lives
Run to the
Run for lives

blue in the barren wastes
Hunting and a game
Raping the and wasting the men
The only good Injuns are
Selling them and taking their gold
Enslaving the young and the old

Run to the
Run for your
Run to the
Run for lives

Run to the
Run for your
Run to the
Run for your

Run to the
Run for lives
Run to the
Run for lives