Luyện nghe bài hát Drums

From the Indian to the governmental school
Well, they're to educate 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 I've got an name

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

And when think that they'd changed me
Cut my hair to meet needs
they think, I'm white or Indian
Quarter or just half breed

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

Well, you that I knew nothing
When you brought me here to
another empty Indian
Just America's first

But now I can you stories
That are and dried and old
But in the of their telling walks
The proud and bold and there are drums

Long and Sequoia
Handsome Lake and Bull
There's Colorado
his sleeves so red and full

Crazy Horse, the
Those who bit off Custer's
They are yet they are living
With the great Geronimo and there are

Well, you may teach me this history
But we it to you first
We broke your hearts and your journeys
Broken treaties left us

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