Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sanh

I my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh
And my soul was with my cigarettes to the blackmarket man
had the Vietnam cold turkey
From the to the Silver City
And it's only other vets understand
About the forgotten dockside guarantees
How were no V-day heroes in 1973
How we sailed into Sydney
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 were all so empty, until they found chosen one
And their were often open
But their minds were closed
And their hearts were held in suburban chains
And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, paypacket
And the telex writers clattered where the gunships once had
But the car parks made me
And I never stopped the
Or the growing for speed and novacaine
So I worked the country from end to end
to find a place to settle down,
Where my mixed up life mend
a job on an oil-rig
Flying choppers I could
But the nightlife nearly me round the bend
And I've round the world from year to year
And each one found me aimless, one more year the worse for
And been back to South East Asia
You know the sure ain't there
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 landing in Kong
There nothing like the kisses
a jaded Chinese princess
I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all long
Well the last plane out of Sydney's gone
Yeah the plane out of Sydney's almost gone
And it's got me worried
I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a
And the last plane out of almost gone
(Repeat twice)