Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sahn

I left my heart to the sappers 'round Khe
And I sold my soul my cigarettes, to the black market man
I've had the Vietnam turkey, from the ocean to the silver city
And it's only vets could understand
'Bout the forgotten dockside guarantees
How were no V-day heroes in nineteen seventy-three
How we sailed into Sydney Harbour, I saw an old but I couldn't kiss her
She was lined, and I was home to the land
She was like so many more from that on
Their lives were all so empty, they'd found their chosen one
And their were often open
But their minds always closed
And hearts were held in fast suburban chains
And the legal pads were yellow, hours pay-packets lean
And the telex writers clattered the gunships once had been
The made me jumpy and I never stopped the dreams
Or the need for speed and Novocaine
So I worked the country from end to end
I tried to find a place to settle down, where my up life could mend
I a job on an oil-rig, flyin' choppers when I could
But the nearly drove me round the bend
And I've travelled the world from year to year
And each one found me aimless, one more year the worse for
And I've been back to South Asia, but the answer sure ain't there
But I'm driftin' north to check out again
Well the last out of Sydney's almost gone
And seven flyin' hours, till I'll be landin' in Hong Kong
And there ain't nothin' like the kisses from a jaded Chinese
I'm gonna hit some Kong mattress all night long
Well the last plane out of almost gone