Luyện nghe bài hát Little Soldiers

Lonely boy joined the army in 65
Only wanted to take him his childhood skies
Lonely boy the moonlight from his babys eyes
Lonely boy held a picture of his old
Hes cryingon and on and on and on his babys
From Saigon swamps to
could hear him say

The guns are speakingtheir killing
These words cant cleanmy bandage
My little Harryplease,hear your
Throw your tin soldiersthere aint no war

Lonely boy in 1971 came home
said matriculation number 31
His hairs gone with surrendered bodies lyin dead
His eyes were red for all the blood they saw in
Hes on and on and on his babys name
The guns are speakingtheir killing
These words cant blood-stained bandage
My little Harryplease,hear your
Throw your tin aint no war games

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

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

Lonely boy tucked the up at night in bed
Whispering Sleep, Harry,
Your tin soldiers arent
They dead