Luyện nghe bài hát Little Soldiers

Lonely boy joined the back in 65
wanted to take with him his childhood skies
Lonely boy the moonlight from his babys eyes
Lonely boy a picture of his old hometown
Hes cryingon and on and on and on his babys
Saigon swamps to Washington
Wind hear him say

The guns are killing language
These cant cleanmy blood-stained bandage
My Harryplease,hear your daddy
Throw your tin soldiersthere no war games

Lonely boy in 1971 came back
Voices said number 31
His hairs gone grey with surrendered bodies lyin
His eyes were red for all the they saw in Vietnam
Hes calling on and on and on his name
The guns are speakingtheir killing
These words cleanmy blood-stained bandage
My little Harryplease,hear daddy
Throw your tin soldiersthere no war games

Red tinted hell around us
He said rather lose than let those victims mourn at my
There no winnersthere aint no medals
He killed a man, then Mr., the gain?

The guns are killing language
These words cant blood-stained bandage
My Harryplease,hear your daddy
Throw your tin soldiersthere aint no war

Lonely boy the baby up at night in bed
Sleep, little Harry,
Your tin soldiers arent
arent dead