Luyện nghe bài hát Dress Blues

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

Mamas and love you
'Cause that's all they how to do
You planned on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your dress

Your wife this all would be funny
When you back home in a week
You'd turn and we'd celebrate you
In a bar or a tent by the
Your baby would just about be
Your very last would be up
But you be back. They're all dressing in black
sweet tea in styrofoam cups

Mamas and grandmamas you
boys hate to lose
You never on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your blues

Now the school gymnasium's ready
Full of and old legionnaires
Nobody showed up to
They just 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 some God war?

Nobody could forget you
You showed us we had to lose
You never on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your dress

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