Luyện nghe bài hát Run to the Hills

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

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

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

Soldier blue in the barren
and killing's a game
Raping the and wasting the men
The good Injuns are tame
Selling whiskey and taking their gold
Enslaving the and destroying the old

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

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

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