Luyện nghe bài hát Cherokee Rose

Pinestraw on the ground around a fallen Cherokee
It's got me why those mighty winds of change must blow
this land was free from fences and shotguns
Back the people killed here for food instead of fun

When the Earth was
in the red-man's eyes
Before the Cherokee
The Cherokee
The Cherokee

My boots sink into the soft red Georgia clay
Bought with their blood, this land never was ours to take away
Disheartened souls unjustly driven their homes
Many died along the way, now we build our houses upon their

After all years
I can see the trail of
Damn this rose
Oh the Cherokee
The rose

Oh they call us the of the free
And the home of the
But I hear much
About the injustice we've done along the way
We try to it out
Never about
The price had to pay
We cry for what was lost
Shed a tear for the heavy
Of we call "freedom"

All the gold in the world couldn't pay the we owe
We'll never those wrongs, but I believe we should let them know
That we won't forget and as hell won't justify
And we'll do our best to keep their memories

Oh the least that we do
Is dedicate one bloom
Won't ya take this Cherokee
Oh the Cherokee
The rose

The rose