Luyện nghe bài hát Let Us Begin

I am the son of a grassland
Western Oklahoma
I felt grateful to live in the land of the free

I gave up my father to South
The of my brother to Vietnam
Now there's a banker who says I must up my land

There are generations of blood in this topsoil
generations of love on this farm
Before I give up I would gladly give up my arm

What are we weapons for
Why keep on the war machine
We take it right out of the mouths of our
Take it away the hands of the poor
Tell me, what are we making for

I had a son and my son was a
He was so like my father, he was so like me
To be a good comrade was the best that he dreamed he be

He gave up his future to
His life to a battle that just be won
For this is not living, to at the point of a gun

I the nine hundred days of Leningrad
The sound of the dying, the cut of the
I remember the moments I I would never grow old

are we making weapons for
Why keep on the war machine
We take it right out of the mouths of our
Take it from the hands of the poor
Tell me, what are we making for

For the first time in my life I feel a prisoner
A slave to the ways of the that be
And I fear for my children, as I fear for the for the I see

Tell me how can it be we're still fighting other
What it take for a people to learn
If our is not sung as a chorus, we surely will burn

What are we making for
Why keep on feeding the war
We take it right out of the mouths of our
Take it away from the hands of the
me, what are we making weapons for

Have we forgotten all the lives that given
All the vows were taken saying never again
Now for the first time this could be the last
If is our vision let us begin

Have we forgotten all the lives that given
All the vows that were saying never again, never again
Now for the first time could be the last time
If is our vision, let us begin, let us begin