Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Emmett Till

Was in Mississippi not so long ago
When a boy from Chicago town
in a Southern door

This boy's tragedy
You all should remember
The of his skin was black
And his was Emmett Till

Some men, dragged him to a barn
And they beat him up
They they had a reason
But disremember

They tortured him and did some
Too evil to
There were screaming inside the barn
There was laughing out on the street

Then they rolled his down a gulf
Amidst a red rain
And they him in the waters wide
To his screaming pain

The reason they killed him there
And I'm a-sure, it no lie
'Cause he was in black-skin barn
He was to die

And then to the United States
Of yelling for a
Two brothers, they
That had killed poor Emmett Till

But on the there were men
Who had helped the brothers commit awful crime
And so this was a mockery
But nobody seemed to mind

I saw the papers
But I could not
To see brothers
down the courthouse stairs

For the jury them innocent
And the brothers, they free
While Emmett's body floats the
Of a Jim southern sea

If you can't speak out against kind of thing
A that's so unjust
Your are filled with dead men's clay
Your ears must be filled dust

Your and legs
They must be in shackles and
And your mind, it cease to flow
For you to let our human
down so God-awful low

This song is just a
To remind your man
That this kind of thing lives today
In ghost-robed Ku Klux Klan

But if all of us that thinks alike
If we gave all we give
We could this great land of ours
A greater place to