Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sahn

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