Luyện nghe bài hát Harold Land

Harold Land, a wave of his hand
goodbye to all that
He paid his bills and stopped the
put on his hat

He tried to say his last
As as he could
Promising that he would
But doubted he would
Doubted that he would,

Now marching soldiers in the rain
As on to war they
A long line of human mind
Damnation as their

In the mud in dark
shiver out his fear
What disappointing sights he'd
Instead of ones so
of ones so dear, so dear

Going home, going home
To the land he loved so
Going home, he fought for two whole
He fell
home, he's going home
Going home, he's home

Harold Land, a wave of his hand
sadly on the stage
Clutching red ribbons from a
But he didn't his age

two years had passed
Between his leaving home and
He had lost his and youth
leading the attack
Leading the

In conversation it could be
after war your heart is dead
Well not hard to understand
There is no heart in Land