Luyện nghe bài hát Last Foxhole

(Oh the foxhole oh the last foxhole) oh Lord let it be the last foxhole
He lived by my side on an Island in the sea a place called Okeinawa and like me
He was fighting in the army against
Our home was a foxhole made of clay blood and
(Oh the foxhole oh the last foxhole) oh Lord let it be the last foxhole
Soon the war was we went our seperate ways
He home to Brooklyn but in the army I chose to stay
Now he often wrote me the letters and told me about his
That when his son became a man would he had to
(In an old last foxhole in an old last foxhole) oh Lord let it be the last
came Korea and they sent my company and that same Brooklyn boy
Right with me
But I left him there in the deep and cold
just covered him up in his last foxhole
(Oh the last foxhole oh the last foxhole) oh let it be the last foxhole
Well the years went by now here I am in foxhole in VietNam
And there's a boy from Brooklyn a gun
couldn't send his daddy so they sent his son
(The last foxhole the last foxhole) oh let it the the last foxhole