Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Emmett Till

Was in Mississippi not so long ago
a young boy from Chicago town
Walked in a door

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

Some men, they dragged him to a
And there beat him up
They said they had a
But disremember

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

Then they rolled his body a gulf
a blood red rain
And they threw him in the wide
To cease his screaming

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

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

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

I saw the morning
But I could not
To see smiling
Walkin' down the courthouse

For the jury found innocent
And the brothers, went free
Emmett's body floats the foam
Of a Jim southern sea

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

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

This song is a reminder
To remind fellow man
That this of thing still lives today
In ghost-robed Ku Klux Klan

But if all of us folks that alike
If we all we could give
We could make this great land of
A place to live