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

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

tortured him and did some things
Too to repeat
There were screaming sounds the barn
There was laughing sounds out on the

Then they rolled his body down a
Amidst a blood red
And they threw him in the wide
To cease his pain

The reason that they killed him
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 there were men
Who had helped the brothers commit this awful
And so this trial was a
But nobody there to mind

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

For the jury them innocent
And the brothers, they free
While body floats the foam
Of a Jim Crow sea

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

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

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

But if all of us folks that thinks
If we all we could give
We make this great land of ours
A greater to live