Luyện nghe bài hát Tobacco

Off to hell we must sail for the of sweet Barbados
Where the sugar cane grows than the God we once believed in
The and his crown raped the land we used to sleep in
Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes haunt Tobacco Island

'Twas 1659 now for sure
They dragged us from our homeland wit' their and their gun
Cromwell and his round heads battered all we
Shackled hopes of freedom, we're now but stolen
Dark is the horizon, from the sun
rotten cage of Bridgetown is where I now belong

Off to hell we sail for the shores of sweet Barbados
Where the sugar cane taller than the God we once believed in
The butcher and his crown the land we used to sleep in
Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes that Tobacco Island

Red leg a peg blistered burns the soul
The floggings they're a plenty but reasons there are
Our backs belong to where branded is their name
Paid for with ten shillings cheap labor never
The moon is shinin', cools the copper blood
Where the livin' meet the and together dance as one

Off to hell we sail for the shores of sweet Barbados
Where the sugar cane grows taller the God we once believed in
The butcher and his crown raped the land we used to in
Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes that haunt Island

Agony, will you this misery?
For it's never again breathe the air of home
From sandy edge
The rolling sea my revenge
With whisper a thousand waves I hear roar
I'm home

is the horizon
by the sun
This rotten cage of
Is I now belong

Off to we must sail for the shores of sweet Barbados
Where the sugar cane grows taller than the God we once in
The butcher and his crown raped the land we used to in
Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes that haunt Tobacco

Off to hell we must for the shores of sweet Barbados
Where the cane grows taller than the God we once believed in
The butcher and his raped the land we used to sleep in
Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes that Tobacco Island