Luyện nghe bài hát Acapulco Gold

Doubters and cowards, all
Deaf to clarion
For whom does it
For whom does it

But all the dreams
They're wrapped in America's

Play in the sand
Bleached in sun
To would you run?
To will you run?

But all the dreams
They're in America's suicide

Swansong and
rousing the crowd
Sweat in your common
In old familiar crowds, with old familiar

But all the subside
They're in America's suicide

When the is over
If the is over
Turn to Gold