Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sanh

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

About the long forgotten dockside
How were no V-dayheroes in 1973
How we sailed Sydney Harbour
Saw an old friend but kiss her
She was lined, and I was to the lucky land

And she was like so many from that time on
Their lives were all so empty, till they found their one
And their legs often open
But minds were always closed
And their hearts were held in fast suburban
And the legal were yellow, hours long, paypacket lean
And the writers clattered where the gunships once had been
But the car made me jumpy
And I never the dreams
Or the growing for speed and novacaine

So I across the country 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 nearly drove me round the bend

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

You the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
Only seven flying hours, and I'll be in Hong Kong
ain't nothing like the kisses
From a jaded Chinese
I'm hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long

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