Luyện nghe bài hát John Doe

There was this man I once knew
Who lived down my a block or 2
In a alley where the autumn leaves blew
A simple man 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 since Vietnam

When came marching home
From the Vietnam war he was

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

25 years later, that I still remember
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 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 seem to fit, the pain becomes too much

It's hard to describe, so hard to relate, it's hard go
When you can't
To think 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 convicting words, I like I was there
A simple frail and soul, the soldier never dies he sang
I thought about how it feel to watch all your friends die
So far so far from home, fighting wars we had no place!