Luyện nghe bài hát Apache Tears

Hoof prints and foot prints, deep ruts the wagons
The victor and the came by here
No head stones, but bones bring the mascalero death moans
See the smooth black nuggets by the thousands lying
Petrified, but justified are apache tears

grass, dry roots, hunger crying in the night
Ghost of broken hearts and laws are
And who saw the young squaw, they judged by their law
till she died of pain and fear
Where the soldiers lay her back, are the black apache

The men, the old men, the guilty and the innocent
Bled red blood and chilled alike with
The red men, the white men, no fight ever took this
So don't raise the dust when you here
They're sleeping and in my keeping are apache tears