Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sanh

I left my to the sappers round Khe Sanh
And my was sold with my cigarettes to the blackmarket man
I've had the Vietnam cold
From the to the Silver City
And it's only other vets understand
About the forgotten dockside guarantees
How there were no heroes in 1973
How we sailed Sydney Harbour
I saw an old friend but couldn't her
And she was lined, and I was home to a land
She was like so more from that time on
Their lives all so empty, until they found their chosen one
And their legs were open
But their were always closed
And their hearts held in fast suburban chains
And the legal pads yellow, hours long, paypacket lean
And the telex writers clattered the gunships once had been
But the car parks me jumpy
And I stopped the dreams
Or the growing need for speed and
So I across the country from end to end
Tried to find a to settle down,
Where my mixed up could mend
Held a job on an
choppers when I could
But the nightlife nearly drove me 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 I've back to South East Asia
You know the answer sure there
But I'm north, to check things out again
You know the last plane out of almost gone
seven flying hours, and I'll be landing in Hong Kong
There ain't nothing like the
a jaded Chinese princess
I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night
Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost
Yeah the last plane out of Sydney's almost
And it's got me worried
I'm nowhere and I'm in a hurry
And the plane out of Sydney's almost gone
(Repeat twice)