Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sahn

I left my to the sappers round Khe Sanh
And my soul was sold with my to the blackmarket man
I've had the cold turkey
the ocean to the Silver City
And it's only other vets could

About the long forgotten guarantees
How were no V-dayheroes in 1973
How we sailed Sydney Harbour
Saw an old friend but kiss her
She was lined, and I was to the lucky land

And she was like so many more from that on
Their lives all so empty, till they found their chosen one
And their legs were often
But their minds were always
And their hearts were held in fast chains
And the legal pads yellow, hours long, paypacket lean
And the telex writers where the gunships once had been
But the car parks made me
And I never stopped the
Or the growing need for speed and

So I worked across the end to end
Tried to find a to settle down, where my mixed up life could mend
Held a job on an
Flying choppers when I
But the nightlife nearly me round the bend

And I've round the world from year 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 ain't there
But I'm drifting north, to check out again

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

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