Luyện nghe bài hát Gunga Din

You may talk of gin and
you're stationed way out here
An' you're sent to penny fights an' it
But when it comes to
You will do your for water
An' you'll lick the boots of 'im got it
Now in Inja's clime
Where I used to my time
her Majesty the Queen
Of all the black crew
The man I knew
Was regimental bhisti, Din

The he wore
Was nothin' before
An' less than half of that behind
But a piece of rag
An' a goatskin bag
Was all the field equipment he find

When a sweatin' troop lay
In a sidin' the day
the heat would make you bloomin' eyebrows crawl
We shouted, "Harry By"
Till our throats bricky-dry
Then wopped him 'cause he couldn't us all
He would dot an' one
Till the day was done
An' never seemed to the use of fear
If we charged or or cut
You bet your bloomin' nut
He'd be fifty paces right flank rear
With his on his back
He would skip to our
An' us till the bugles made"Retire"
An' for all his hide
He was white, clear white
he went to tend the wounded under fire

It was Din, Din, Din
With the kickin' dust spots on the green
And the cartridges ran out
You could hear the front files
ammunition mules, and Gunga Din!
I shan't forget the
I fell behind the fight
With a bullet my belt plate should a' been
I was mad with thirst
An' the man spied me first
Was our old grinnin', gruntin' Gunga Din
He lifted up my
An' he plugged me I bled
An' he gave me half a of water green
It was crawlin' and it
But of all the drinks drunk
I'm most grateful to the one from Din

He carried me
To where a lay
An' a bullet came and drilled the clean
He me inside
An' before he died
I hope you like your drink Gunga Din
So I'll meet him on
In the place he as gone
Where it's always drill and no canteen
be squattin' on the coals
Givin' drink to damn souls
I'll a swig in hell from Gunga Din

It was Din, Din, Din
You Gunga Din
Tho' belted you an' flayed you
By the livin' God made you
Your a better man I am, Gunga Din