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 left a brand upon his mind

Too many and too many dead
Too many lies too many empty words were
Too times for too many angry men
Oh let it be again

His was Medgar Evers and he walked his road alone
Like Emmett Till and thousands more whose names we'll know
They tried to burn his and they beat him to the ground
But deep inside they knew what it took to bring him down

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

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