Luyện nghe bài hát John Doe

There was this wise man I knew
Who lived down my street a or 2
In a back alley where the autumn blew
A man with a heart so true

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

When Johnny came home
the Vietnam war he was alone

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

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

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

It's hard to describe, so hard to relate, it's hard go
When you can't
To that when we came home our country turned its back
And labeled us all murderers, spit on us, on us and laughed

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