Luyện nghe bài hát Too Many Martyrs

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

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

His name was Medgar Evers and he his road alone
Like Emmett and thousands more whose names we'll never know
They tried to burn his home and they him to the ground
But deep inside they both knew what it took to him down

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

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