Luyện nghe bài hát 1916

16 years old I went to the war
To fight for a fit for heroes
God on my and a gun in my hand
Chasing my days down to

And I marched and I fought and I bled and I
And I did get any older
But I at the time that a year in the line
Was a long enough for a soldier

We all and we wrote down our names
And we two years to our ages
Eager for life and ahead of the
Ready for pages

And we and we fought and we whored till we stood
Ten shoulder to shoulder
A for the hun, we were food for the gun
And that's what you are when you're

I heard my friend cry and he to his knees
Coughing blood as he for his mother
And I fell by his side and how we died
Clinging like to each other

And I lay in the mud and the guts and the
And I as his body grew colder
And I for my mother and she never came
Though it my fault and I wasn't to blame

The day not half and ten thousand slain
And now nobody remembers our names
And how it is for a soldier