Luyện nghe bài hát Dress Blues

What can you see from window?
I can't see anything mine
Flags on the of the highway
And scripture on grocery store
Maybe eighteen was too
Maybe or forty is too
Did you get your to make peace with the man
Before he sent down his angels for

and grandmamas love you
'Cause all they know how to do
You never on the bombs in the sand
Or in your dress blues

Your said this all would be funny
When you back home in a week
You'd twenty-two and we'd celebrate you
In a bar or a by the creek
Your baby would about be here
Your very last would be up
But you won't be back. They're all in black
Drinking sweet tea in styrofoam

and grandmamas love you
American boys hate to
You planned on the bombs in the sand
Or in your dress blues

Now the school gymnasium's ready
Full of and old legionnaires
Nobody showed up to
They sniffle and stare
But red, white, and blue in the rafters
And there's old men from the corps
What did say when they shipped you away
To give all in God awful war?

Nobody could forget you
You us what we had to lose
You planned on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your blues

No, no you planned on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your dress
You planned on the bombs in the sand
Or in your dress blues