Luyện nghe bài hát John Doe

There was this wise man I once
Who down my street a block or 2
In a back alley where the autumn leaves
A simple man a heart so true

Doe was a quiet man, who kept to himself and lived off the land
He panned his with a rusty tin can
Been living off the streets Vietnam

When Johnny came home
From the war he was alone

with a label, he hid his face, the nightmare of war
Was one he couldn erase, when Johnny came marching
(he said) I can let go, I can

25 years later, that I still remember
As I watched so young men lose their lives, on that battlefield
To they sent us barely, old enough they placed us
On the lines in a land we had no place'e had no place!!!

On the day I that battlefield, I might as well have died
Because nothing in my life this far, has felt quite right
And each and I try to pick the pieces up
But the pieces never to fit, the pain becomes too much

It's hard to describe, so hard to relate, it's hard go
When you escape
To think when we came home our country turned its back
And labeled us all murderers, spit on us, spit on us and

He spoke with convicting words, I felt like I was there
A simple frail and soul, the soldier never dies he sang
I thought how it must feel to watch all your friends die
So far away so far home, fighting wars we had no place!