Luyện nghe bài hát Dress Blues

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

and grandmamas love you
'Cause that's all know how to do
You planned on the bombs in the sand
Or in your dress blues

Your wife said this all be funny
When you came back home in a
You'd turn twenty-two and we'd you
In a bar or a tent by the
Your would just 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

Mamas and love you
boys hate to lose
You never planned on the bombs in the
Or in your dress blues

Now the high gymnasium's ready
Full of flowers and old
Nobody up to protest
They just and stare
But there's red, white, and in the rafters
And there's old men from the corps
What did they say they shipped you away
To give all in some God war?

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

No, no you never on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your dress
You never on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your blues