Luyện nghe bài hát An American Draft Dodger In Thunder Bay

He was born in a small
And he was every reason to stay
Hallelujah,
Postcard living no sign of

Till moved next door
Then was off to war
In the dream he couldn't finish the
He didn't smoke any so why leave?

Going I can't be found
And I won't be 'round

His father, Tom, said, "You better on
You'd better take up your gun and
I got nothing against Viet Cong
What did do so wrong and why am I right?"

He's on his way to Bay
Crossed the border at night
And it was high till he saw the Great Lakes
And he felt the cold bite

Going I can't be found
And I won't be coming

No, I'm an American on the shield
And I'm putting down roots in your frozen
It gets but you feel so good
To be a stranger in and you're understood

Missing his
He wake up in a cold sweat
And pick up the phone and
That Tom found a way to

He's been at the high school, learning the game
In Bay we're all the same
He's one of us, he has our
But no going back once the line is crossed

I'm an American on the Canadian
And I'm down roots in your frozen fields
It cold but you feel so good
To be a stranger in town and you're

You ask what you're asking me to do
And I you understand when I refuse
I'm going with my point of view
And I'm gonna think the same as you

And I'm where I can't be
And I won't be coming

No, I'm an American on the Canadian
And I'm putting down roots in frozen fields
It gets but you feel so good to be a stranger in town
And you're