Luyện nghe bài hát Gung Ho

On a field of red one star
Raised his head
above his head
He was not any other
He was like any other
And the they bled
Was a to him

Awake my one
The seed of
Sewn in the
Of cloth worn
others are adorned

Above the northern
The birds fly
With great
Over the fields
And the people
And the men they
Yet not for own
And the are hungry
And the groans

before a grass hut
A boy stood
His lay dead
His cried for bread
And his young heart
The seed of sewn
In cloth humbly
others are adorned

And he into a man
Not any other
like any other
One man
A the color of rice
A the color of tea
Who the misery
Of other men in
With on his feet
Escaped the

Who fought
imperialism
Who remained
While others
Who penned jefferson
Let independence
And the cart of justice
Slow and
And the people crying
Plant that that seed
And they crawled on bellies
Beneath the beast
And the carts with bodies
Where once had been their

And the birds swarm
Spread their overhead
And his mother
And the typhoons and the
The in flames
And the sun
could be more beautiful
Than
Nothing was beautiful
vietnam

And his heart stopped
And the wheel turning
And the words he
Were a hymn to
I have served the whole
I have served my country
And as I this world
May you suffer
And my great
as sky
Filled with stars

The is raised
above his head
Was he of his
Was he a man
For his fills the southern heart
none but bitterness

And the people keep
And the men keep
And it's so
So
Give me one turn
Give me one more
One turn of the wheel

One revolution
One more of the wheel