Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Wendal

Here a dollar
In fact now brotherman, here two
Two dollars means a for me
But it a big deal to you

Be strong, serve God
that if you do, beautiful Heaven awaits
That's the poem I wrote for the first
I saw a man no clothes, no money, no plate

Mr. Wendal, that's his
No one knew his name 'cuz he's a no one
Never thought twice about on an old bum
Until I had the chance to get to know one

Now that I know 'em, to give him isn't charity
He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some
And to blacks spend all their money on big colleges
Still most of you come out

Go ahead Mr.
Go ahead Mr.

Mr. has freedom
A free you and I think he's dumb
Free to be without the of a quick to diss society
For Mr. a bum

His only worries are and occasional harassment
By the and their chase
we call him but I just saw him
Eat off the we waste

Civilization, are we civilized?
Yes or no, who are we to
When of innocent man could be brutally enslaved
And killed over a racist

Mr. Wendal has to warn us about our ways
But we hear him talk
not his fault when we're goin' too far and we got too far
'Cuz on him we

Mr. Wendal, a man, a in flesh but not by law
I feed you to stand with pride
Realize now all in all we stand tall
Go ahead Mr.

Mr.
Mr.
Mr.
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