Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sahn

I my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh
And my soul was with my cigarettes to the blackmarket man
I've had the Vietnam turkey
From the to the Silver City
And it's only other vets understand

About the long forgotten dockside
How were no V-dayheroes in 1973
How we sailed Sydney Harbour
Saw an old but couldn't kiss her
She was lined, and I was to the lucky land

And she was like so many more from that on
Their lives were all so empty, till they found their one
And their were often open
But their minds always closed
And their were held in fast suburban chains
And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, lean
And the telex clattered where the gunships once had been
But the car made me jumpy
And I stopped the dreams
Or the growing need for and novacaine

So I worked the country end to end
Tried to find a to settle down, where my mixed up life could mend
a job on an oil-rig
Flying when I could
But the nightlife drove me round the bend

And I've travelled round the world from to year
And one found me aimless, one more year the more for wear
And I've back to South East Asia
But the answer sure ain't
But I'm drifting north, to check things out

You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost
Only seven flying hours, and I'll be landing in Hong
There ain't like the kisses
From a jaded Chinese
I'm hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long

Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost
the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
And really got me worried
I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a
And the last plane out of almost gone