Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sahn

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