Luyện nghe bài hát Drums

From the Indian reservation to the school
Well, they're goin' to me to the white men's Golden Rule
And I'm learning very quickly for I've to be ashamed
And I come when they call Billy though got an Indian name

And are drums beyond the mountain
Indian drums you can't hear
There are drums beyond the
And they're getting near

And when they think that changed me
Cut my to meet their needs
Will think, I'm white or Indian
Quarter blood or half breed

Let me you, Mr. Teacher
you say, you'll make me right
In five hundred years of
Not one Indian turned white and are drums

Well, you thought that I nothing
you brought me here to school
Just another Indian
Just first fool

But now I can tell you
are burnt and dried and old
But in the of their telling walks
The thunder proud and and there are drums

Pine and Sequoia
Handsome Lake and Sitting
Magnus Colorado
With his sleeves so red and

Crazy Horse, the
who bit off Custer's soul
They are dead yet are living
With the great Geronimo and are drums

Well, you may me this land's history
But we it to you first
We broke your hearts and bent your
Broken treaties left us

Even now you to cheat us
though you this us tame
In our losing we proudness
In your you found shame and there are drums