Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Emmett Till

Was down in not so long ago
When a young boy from town
Walked in a Southern

boy's fateful 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 had a reason
But disremember

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

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

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

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

But on the jury there men
Who had helped the brothers commit this awful
And so this was a mockery
But there seemed to mind

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

For the jury found innocent
And the brothers, they free
While Emmett's floats the foam
Of a Jim Crow sea

If you speak out against this kind of thing
A crime so unjust
Your eyes are filled dead men's clay
Your ears be filled with dust

Your arms and
They must be in shackles and
And your mind, it must to flow
For you to let our race
Fall down so low

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

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