Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Emmett Till

Was down in Mississippi not so ago
a young boy from Chicago town
Walked in a Southern

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

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

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

Then they rolled his body a gulf
Amidst a red rain
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 born in barn
He was to die

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

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

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

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

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

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

This song is just a
To your fellow man
That kind of thing still lives today
In that Ku Klux Klan

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