Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sanh

I left my to the sappers round Khe Sanh
And my soul was with my cigarettes to the blackmarket man
I've had the Vietnam cold
From the ocean to the Silver
And it's only vets could understand

About the forgotten dockside guarantees
How were no V-dayheroes in 1973
How we sailed Sydney Harbour
Saw an old but couldn't kiss her
She was lined, and I was home to the lucky

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

So I worked the country end to end
Tried to find a place to settle down, where my mixed up could mend
a job on an oil-rig
Flying choppers I could
But the nightlife drove me round the bend

And I've travelled round the world from to year
And each one found me aimless, one more year the more for
And I've been back to South Asia
But the answer sure there
But I'm drifting north, to check 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 like the kisses
a jaded Chinese princess
I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong all night long

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