Luyện nghe bài hát Sacagawea's Son

You I'm walking down the street,
Just trying to make meet.
For so time I've tried to find
To finally just realise true,
I'm the one a fool.
But I pick a fight with you
In a avenues.
So me at noon,
Beneath the devil's sun.
Yes, I am the buffoon,
But still you better your gun.

Son
Sacagawea,

Son

Sixshooter in my
With the cards I was dealt
Well I could be bluffing, but nothing
could stand in my way
'Cause, I draw a straight
And in a ship
I can enjoy the trip.
Like a woman's
corruption by her dress,
The master's
Without his slave would nothing to suppress.

Son
Sacagawea, Son

do whatever you want,
And you can do it flaunt.
Think you can't the price,
But if only you your mind,
You'll find that no one minds.
That though the don't say,
more than just one way,
For you to pay
The price of your autonomy
And be the day!
Say all the mice, vices need astrology.

Son
Sacagawea, Son

So me at noon
the scorching sun
Yes, I am the
But you better bring your guns.

Son
Sacagawea, Son