Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sahn

I left my heart to the sappers round Khe
And my was sold with my cigarettes to the blackmarket man
I've had the cold turkey
From the ocean to the City
And it's other vets could understand

About the long dockside guarantees
How there were no in 1973
How we sailed Sydney Harbour
Saw an old but couldn't kiss her
She was lined, and I was home to the land

And she was like so many from that time on
Their lives were all so empty, they found their chosen one
And their were often open
But their minds were closed
And hearts were held in fast suburban chains
And the pads were yellow, hours long, paypacket lean
And the telex writers where the gunships once had been
But the car parks made me
And I stopped the dreams
Or the growing need for speed and

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

And I've travelled round the world from to year
And each one found me aimless, one more the more for wear
And I've been back to South East
But the answer sure there
But I'm north, to check things 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 nothing the kisses
a jaded Chinese princess
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 it's got me worried
I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a
And the last plane out of Sydney's gone