Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Emmett Till

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

This fateful tragedy
You all should well
The of his skin was black
And his was Emmett Till

Some men, dragged him to a barn
And they beat him up
They said they had a
But what

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

Then they his body down a gulf
Amidst a red rain
And threw him in the waters wide
To cease his screaming

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

And then to stop the United
Of for a trial
Two brothers, confessed
they had killed poor Emmett Till

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

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

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

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

arms and legs
They must be in shackles and
And your mind, it must cease to
For you to let our race
Fall so God-awful low

song is just a reminder
To remind fellow man
That this kind of thing still lives
In that ghost-robed Ku Klux

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