Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Ben Black Elk Today?

Pine trees to say "Where's Ben Black Elk Today?"
he used to sit here with a smile, take his picture with a child
While all the you stole his land

Why it just like yesterday that I heard Black Elk say
These here black hills are our land, stolen by the man
Shrine of democracy, of the free, but not for you or for me
of democracy, land of the free, but not for you or for me

If they wanted to be so fair, on Rushmore, why isn't the Indian up there.
Sitting Bull, Spotted-Tail, Red Cloud, all be so proud.
In the most sacred land of the Sioux, faces carved on granite stone
In the midst of a in the midst of a home.

Why it seemed just like yesterday that I Black Elk say
These black hills are our land, stolen by the white man
of democracy, land of the free, but not for you or for me

Pine trees seem to say, Ben Black Elk is gone. Gone to the beyond.
Back to the buffalo. Back to his to his home.

Why it seemed just yesterday that I heard Black Elk say
These black hills are our land, stolen by the white man
Shrine of democracy, land of the free, but not for you or for me (Remember now)

Pine trees seem to say Ben Black Elk is home
See his shadow on the granite Black Elk has come home
Back to his to his land

People you here him say, that he's home to stay
here black hills are his land, stolen by the white man
Shrine of democracy, of the free, but not for you or for me
Shrine of democracy, land of the free, but not for you or for me (Remember now)
But not for you or for me

trees seem to say, Ben Black Elk is home to stay