Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Emmett Till

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

This fateful tragedy
You all should well
The color of his skin was
And his name was Till

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

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

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

The reason that 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 States
Of for a trial
Two brothers, they
That had killed poor Emmett Till

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

I saw the morning
But I not bear
To see smiling
down the courthouse stairs

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

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

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

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

But if all of us folks thinks alike
If we gave all we could
We could make this great land of
A greater to live