Luyện nghe bài hát Banner Year

A year 1864, don't want the red man anymore,
Can't them taking up good land.
Give a token flag, trade pipes and shake some hands,
Tell the white stripes stand for peace.
Say if they raise red and blue,
Blue coats will never at you,
But stripes will loose sheen,
Black was their chief, he only wanted peace,
the flag...a massacre at Sand Creek.
Wave flag. Salivate.
Stirring of pride and hate.
A peace of cloth hold your faith.
No flag flies, no waves,
See the empty pole his empty grave.
No one knows he lies,
and no one just why he had to die.
A banner 1868, a bitter end a twist of fate.
Maps hold this melanoma,
part of Oklahoma,
Where shot and killed Black Kettle.
your flag. Salivate.
Stirring of pride and hate.
A peace of cloth hold your faith.
No flag flies, no waves,
See the empty above his empty grave.
No one where he lies,
and no one just why he had to die.
A is a promise,
A of character.
His over me is love.
No flies, no banner waves,
See the empty above his empty grave.
No one knows he lies,
and no one know why he had to die.
No flag flies, no waves,
See the empty pole his empty grave.
No one knows he lies,
and no one just why he had to die.