Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sanh

I left my to the sappers round Khe Sanh
And my soul was sold 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 there were no V-day heroes in
How we sailed into Sydney
I saw an old friend but kiss her
And she was lined, and I was to a lucky land
She was so many more from that time on
Their lives were all so empty, until they found their one
And their legs were often
But their minds were closed
And their were held in fast suburban chains
And the legal pads were yellow, long, paypacket lean
And the telex writers clattered where the once had been
But the car parks me jumpy
And I never the dreams
Or the growing need for speed and
So I worked across the from end to end
Tried to find a to settle down,
my mixed 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 world from year to
And each one me aimless, one more year the worse for wear
And I've been to South East Asia
You know the answer sure ain't
But I'm north, to check things out again
You the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
Only seven flying hours, and I'll be landing in Hong
There ain't nothing the kisses
a jaded Chinese princess
I'm hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long
Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost
Yeah the last out of Sydney's almost gone
And it's really got me
I'm nowhere and I'm in a hurry
And the last out of Sydney's almost gone
(Repeat twice)