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
had the Vietnam cold turkey
From the ocean to the City
And it's only other vets could

About the long forgotten dockside
How there were no V-dayheroes in
How we into Sydney Harbour
Saw an old friend but couldn't her
She was lined, and I was home to the land

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

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

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

You know the last plane out of almost gone
Only seven flying hours, and I'll be in Hong Kong
There ain't nothing like the
From a jaded princess
I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all long

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