Luyện nghe bài hát Who'll Pay Reparations On My Soul?

Many
And written.
directions
For the end was given.
gave us
Pieces of and pieces of gold.
me,
Who'll pay on my soul?

Many speeches (oh yeah)
From the White desk (uh huh)
Written on the cue
That were really there. Yes,
But the heat and the summer were
And the winter's cold. Now
me,
Who'll pay reparations on my

Call my brother a junkie he ain't got no job (no job, no job).
Told my old man to leave me times got hard (so hard).
Told my mother she got to me all by herself.
And now that I to be a man (be a man) who can depend on no one else (oh yeah).
about the red man
Who met you at the
You dig sharing;
Always had to the most.
And about Mississippi,
The boundary of
me,
Who'll pay on my soul?

Call my brother a 'cause he ain't got no job
Told my old man to leave me times got hard (so hard).
Told my mother she got to me all by herself.
Wanna be a man that can on no one else (oh yeah).
What the red man,
Who met you at the
You dig sharing;
had to have the most.
And what Mississippi,
The of old?
me,
Who'll pay on my soul?

Many speeches (oh yeah)
From the White desk (uh huh)
Written on the cue
That were never there. Yes,
But the and the summer were there
And the freezing cold.
me,
Who'll pay reparations on my

pay reparations,
Cause I dig segregation, but I
can't get
I got to it to the United Nations,
Someone to help me away this nation.
me,
Who'll pay reparations on my