Luyện nghe bài hát Too Many Martyrs

In the state of many years ago
A boy of 14 years got a of southern law
He saw his friend a hanging and his color was his
And the blood upon his jacket left a brand upon his

Too many martyrs and too dead
Too lies too many empty words were said
Too times for too many angry men
Oh let it never be

His name was Medgar Evers and he walked his alone
Like Emmett Till and thousands more whose names never know
They tried to his home and they beat him to the ground
But deep inside they both what it took to bring him down

The waited by his home hidden by the night
As Evers out from his car into the rifle sight
he slowly squeezed the trigger, the bullet his side
It struck the heart of every man when Evers and died.

And they laid him in his grave while the bugle sounded
him in his grave when the victory was near
While we waited for the future for freedom through the (*)
The country gained a killer and the lost a man