Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Emmett Till

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

boy's fateful tragedy
You all should well
The color of his was black
And his name was Emmett

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

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

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

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

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

But on the there were men
Who had helped the brothers this awful crime
And so this trial was a
But there seemed to mind

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

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

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

arms and legs
They must be in shackles and
And mind, it must cease to flow
For you to let our human
Fall down so low

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

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