Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I awoke this
With the smell of wood smoke
Like a cobweb hanging
Upon a tepee

Oh, I to see my chieftain
With my and my woman
For he us that the Yellow Moon
Would very be leaving

"This I can't believe", I
"I can't our warlord's dead
Oh, he would not leave the ones
To the buzzards and the guns"

Oh, Father of the Iroquois
since, I was young
I've read the writing of the
And on the sound of drums

I've to hurl the tomahawk
And ride a painted wild
To run the of the Sioux
To a chieftain's daughter mine

And now you ask that I watch
The red man's race be crushed
What kind of are these to hear
Yellow Dog whom a white man fears?

I take what is mine, Lord
My pony, my squaw, and my
Oh, I can't stay to see you die
Along my tribe's pride

I go to search for the Yellow
And the fathers of our
Where the red sun sinks in the hills of
And the waters run

Tramplin' down the prairie
Leavin' hoof in the sand
Those who to follow me
I welcome my hands

I heard passin' renegades
Geronimo was
been layin' down his weapons
When filled him full of lead

Now seems no reason
Why I carry on
In this land that once was my
I can't a home

lonely and it's quiet
And the horse are comin'
And I think time I strung my bow
And ceased my senseless

For soon I'll find the Yellow
Along with my ones
Where the buffaloes graze in fields
Without the of guns

And the red sun at last
the hills of gold
And peace to young warrior
Comes with a bullet