Luyện nghe bài hát Little Soldiers

Lonely boy joined the back in 65
Only to take with him his childhood skies
Lonely boy stole the from his babys eyes
Lonely boy held a of his old hometown
Hes and on and on and on his babys name
Saigon swamps to Washington
Wind hear him say

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

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

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

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

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