Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sanh

I left my to the sappers round Khe Sanh
And my soul was sold with my cigarettes to the man
had the Vietnam cold turkey
From the ocean to the Silver
And it's only other vets understand
About the long dockside guarantees
How there were no V-day heroes in
How we into Sydney Harbour
I saw an old but couldn't kiss her
And she was lined, and I was home to a land
She was like so many more from that on
Their were all so empty, until they found their chosen one
And their legs were open
But their minds were closed
And their hearts were held in fast chains
And the legal pads yellow, hours long, paypacket lean
And the telex writers clattered the gunships once had been
But the car parks made me
And I stopped the dreams
Or the growing need for speed and
So I worked across the from end to end
Tried to a place to settle down,
Where my up life could mend
a job on an oil-rig
Flying choppers when I
But the nearly drove me round the bend
And I've travelled round the world from to year
And each one me aimless, one more year the worse for wear
And I've been back to South Asia
You know the answer sure there
But I'm north, to check things out again
You know the last plane out of Sydney's gone
Only flying hours, and I'll be landing in Hong Kong
There ain't nothing the kisses
From a Chinese princess
I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night
Well the last plane out of Sydney's gone
Yeah the last out of Sydney's almost gone
And it's got me worried
I'm goin' and I'm in a hurry
And the last plane out of Sydney's gone
(Repeat twice)